. and I wanted to hand my body, my feelings, my will, my vagina completely into the controlling hands of this stranger, ... deliver me to his will and...that of the crowd.Never before had I enjoyed the control of another person as much as on the dance floor in the stranger's hands.And never before had the feeling of loss of control so excited me ... almost naked and groped everywhere before the eyes of the audience.It was clear to me that these feelings are forbidden and everything that I let on. I can make love to you at other times too but it's not the same. It's become like an addiction and it's getting worse. Thats the only time I'm able to perform now. When I see you getting it from someone else, I'm hard as a rock. It's exciting. I even thought about killing myself but I couldn't do that to you. I couldn't leave you alone." Thank you for that, Henry" I was shocked. I wasn't going to let him see it though."Those cowboys, that was you?" He nodded.I already knew about the men with. I say give him a little slack on this. He probably meant well. And if he didn’t, well, you are still going to be OK.’ She was quiet for a minute, lying warm between us. ‘OK, I’ll give him another chance, then. Good night Daddy, I love you.’ She stood up on the bed and towered above us in the darkness as she walked off the bed. Her kiss was sweet against my cheek. ‘Thanks, Mom!’ David exhaled long and loudly, and we held hands and stared into the quiet night, both, I’m sure with tears welling in. He was an older Black guy and he was mopping the floor. He looked up upon my entering the washroom and I nodded to him as I headed towards the urinal. I couldn't wait to unzip my jeans and pull out my throbbing cock. As I was waiting for my hard on to subside somewhat so I could pee, I asked the janitor where is everyone. He somewhat mumbled that at this time of day there was rarely anyone in the theater making his job of cleaning up easier. Still standing at the urinal trying to pee I looked.