I had spent most of the day Friday trying to get new programs set up and traing the women on how to run them.By the end of the day I was flustrated th...t some people so resent change and were not receptive to what was happening.All I wanted was a good cold beer. some supper and a good nights sleep.I went to a bar a few blocks from the hotel that advertised the greatest burgers in town.I was sitting at a table nursing my second beer after finishing off a great burger when a couple of young ladies. ‘I’ve got to head out,’ he told her. ‘Okay, babe,’ she told him, giving him a quick kiss. He grabbed his bookbag and left the room. After she was sure that James had left, Viviana opened the closet door fully and laughed at me. I had a massive erection under my boxer shorts. ‘You’ve pitched a tent,’ she told me. ‘Okay, I did say it was your turn.’ She took out a plastic squirt bottle of chocolate syrup and, pulling down my boxers, squirted a line of chocolate syrup on my cock. I waited,. "No clasp! No ice cream!" I try to reclaim control."Ice cream first!" she insists."Ice cream in a minute," I say. "Really! But I need this off first"She leans into my ear and reveals her discovery."I'll only unlock the nightie if you do what I want..." she whispers.Where the hell did you learn to extort like that? This is not cool."I want to play house and be the daddy and have ice cream!" she raisesher voice. "Now!"Think... think... think... Something tells me that if I give in to her. As always, the tight knot of gut-wrenching nerves combines with the sweet tingle of anticipation that accompanies any and all thoughts of performing. Her eyes drift closed as the heightened senses sweep through her with all the power of a raging storm. Nerve endings tingle and shimmery flickers of color dance in the periphery of her vision. Every time she thought of it was like this, and every time she reveled in the special awareness of her own body and its intricate connection with the world.