One guy, LeRoy, pulled me aside and asked if I would like a drink which I had. I noticed that when he took up with me, the other guys seemed to fade ...way. They deferred to him. He was a great talker, and very good looking. I’d say he was about 6’2”, maybe 190 pounds and very athletic. BY contrast, my old boyfriend, Jimmy, was about 5’10” and maybe 150 pounds. LeRoy had light brown skin, and dark brown eyes which he kept glued on me. However, he made me feel very comfortable. . Zoe was shocked at the question, “Who? Why, who else could it be? The dancer herself, of course, we could leave tonight unless of course, you need to ask daddy.”Kate answered in less than a heartbeat, “I’m in, but how do I get out? There are guards everywhere.”Zoe chuckled in response, “If your patron is the dancer, then you should have no trouble getting down the way I came up. Consider it a first test of whether or not you’re worthy of the Dancer’s time” Zoe transitioned back into her normal. The extended nipple of her right tit was now being well serviced by his flicking tongue. The arch of her back culminated at the twin, alabaster globes of her nicely rounded ass, its reddened cheeks gripped by two large, black hands. At the bottom of her crack, you could see the engorged head of his cock playing its "now you see it, now you don't" act as it appeared, then disappeared in and out of her pink cunt lips. The length of his long, black shaft bridged the gap between the soft folds of. I'm kind of old for you," I said."I like hot older women. Besides you look like you can uh dance," He said smiling suggestively.I thought about it really hard for about half a second, then I stood and followed him onto the postage stamp sized dance floor. There were about half a dozen other white women in the place, and they were all on the dance floor. That in and of itself made dancing close a requirement.He held me tight against him while we moved more or less in time with the music. I began.