"As a matter of fact, I can," she murmured after the laughter stopped."But you know I want more too, right?" I hope you do," Dutch grinned, leaned dow... and kissed Rosa. She returned the kiss, grabbing his shirt.He fell back against the couch and put his hand on her bare thigh just above her thigh-high black stockings. Rosa's hand came and covered his. Dutch pulled his away. Her thigh was resting against his. He jumped up and put on some soft music.When he returned and sat next to her, Rosa. It looked sort of like big, silver polka-dots, but there was something odd about their shape. There was some kind of lettering as well, also indecipherable to me. She saw me staring at her panties, looked down and then quickly back up and grinned sheepishly, looking embarrassed for the first time since she'd started taking her clothes off.She stepped up behind the counter and stood in front of me with her feet apart and her hands behind her back, giving me a closer look. It took me a moment to. She pulled the front of her boxersforward as soon as the drunken man had stumbled past her to the urinal.She was hoping, praying that she would see something that couldn'tpossibly be there. It was as if seeing would reverse the horrible realityof it all. She hoped by looking, it would undo what she and everyone elsein the club had seen. As if her penis would be there.But it wasn't.In her boxers was only a curly carpet of public hair. She didn't see herrather sizable member, she didn't see her. "I'll have to meet up with Anjolie tomorrow morning, and straighten things out with her. She's a doctor, she's a sensible woman. I'm sure we'll work out a solution that is acceptable to all concerned." It's not nearly as bad as you seem to think. The whole situation is very complicated, and you can rest assured that I will explain it all to you tomorrow."And Julie, don't worry about Cassie. She's with Doctor Kelly right now at the hospital, and we know about her survey results. Julie, I won't.