I could tell that I was in an open legged sitting position rather than lying down by how uncomfortable my arms and legs were. Also, by the raising of ...y shoulders, I could tell immediately that my 36 Ds weren't covered by a shirt or a bra, and my legs were bound to the legs of what ever I was sitting on. Suddenly, a huge big screen television clicks on and the room is suddenly illuminated. It took a few moments for my eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness. To my right I saw a blank concrete. We entered the house. The boss had two friends with him watching football. Once inside, my husband asked, “Is this what you were trying to look at for the last two years?”, doing kind of a Vanna White hand motion up and down in front of me.He said, “Yes.”My boss likes what he sees, and I sit on his lap. His two friends stop watching the game along with him to see what happens next. I slide off his lap, open his pants and start giving him a blow job. I start out slow and steady with my hand. I don’t remember what was said, but it was brief and he offered for me to come back and start next week. He introduced me to one of the girls who took me around to show me the lockers and dressing room. She was really sweet and super friendly. Everyone was surprisingly really nice and professional. I watched the others girls give their shows, working the pole, bearing every inch of their bodies to the crowd and wondered if I could do the same. I got a ride home from one of the bouncers and. I don’t wanna waste your precious time so here is my experience it’s a real incident. Post your comments @ I am waiting it was 11:45. My sister usually comes home around 12:00, every weekend night, after the parties die out. Sometimes, it seems to me like she is always the last one to leave, that she needs to be the last one there to feel important, or in power. I think she just does this because she”s afraid of me, or what I mean to her. We really never talk, normal siblings, living our lives.