I figured that Janice might then be able to act on the suggestions right away (I hoped!)."Janice?" Yes, Paul?" Lady Janice?"She grinned. "Ooh, I like ...hat. I may have to ask you to start calling me that all the time!"I punched her playfully in the arm and then tried again."Lady Janice of Sterling?"Janice froze, and then after a second began her recitation:I want Paul to be more feminine. I get horny when he is more feminine. The more feminine he is, the more dominant I become.Janice remained. This wasn’t happening. Dreams are not real. Not this one anyway. She turned briefly to look me in the eyes. It looked like she was searching for honesty or truth, heck for all I knew she was looking to see if I had wrinkles around my eyes. There was a long moment of silence and then she reached out, touched my hand and at the same time cleared her throat. “Would you like to go for a drink?” I didn’t hesitate. Fumbling at a million miles an hour, on my cell phone I punched out the office. To say this was out of character for Stacy would be an understatement considering she had never been to a strip club up to this point in life. She had also arranged for a cooler of booze for us to drink for the night. The bus ride took about 15 minutes and the lap dances were approx. half of what I am used to paying, and all the strippers looked like they were young enough to be students at the college. The bus took us to the door of a strip club and stopped and waited for us to get off and so. They might have to do some of that for my fight with the barbarian. I wasn't really up to trusting him with a giant ax, even if it was fake.The next tier was Ben and Elizabeth. After them, it was mainly peripheral players that got paid a daily rate. The drop off in income was dramatic, but it was all relative. The daily rate group could make as much in a day as someone might in a week, and if you had lines it earned you even more."Adrienne called and she has the Dakora photo shoot confirmed..