It wasn't going to be worth it just for $10 table dances. On the way back to my hotel a small building caught my eye with the sign "Gentlemen's Dance ...artners". I figured I could spare five minutes to check out the place. When I went in there was a latina hostess in an enclosed foyer and a sign -- $10 entry, $20 per hour to the house for the ladies' time and a tip of at least that much for the lady. The music from behind the closed door sounded okay, so I handed her a ten and she opened the. Luckily for me, the hallway light behind her was silhouetting her oh so petite body through her nightshirt.I asked, "Are you alright?" I've tried, but I just can't go to sleep. Would you mind holding me for just a little while?"How could I refuse such a pitiful but enticing young girl? Without saying a word, I flipped my bed sheet back and held my arms out to her.Melanie softly walked across my room and climbed into bed. She snuggled into my arms. Facing me, she cuddled up close. I firmly, but. I guess she asked me something but I wasn't listening and then when I didn't her hear say saying anything I looked up to see she was looking right at me."Why Johnny Morgan, are you staring at my breasts?" I'm sorry Mrs. Banks, I didn't mean anything by it, please don't tell my mom." All right I won't say anything, just tell me this, did you enjoy what you saw?"She hadn't moved to cover up or anything and I dropped my eyes to stare at those lose tits hanging down and those big nipples,"Mrs.. Yes!" Of course you do. Now you just stay right there until I'm done."'What? Done with what?' he thought.He felt her fumble around underneath him as he felt the strain build in his arms.Then he heard the distinct buzzing sound of vibrators. It took him by surprise since she didn't own any or ever used any that he knew of. He knew he couldn't ask. Not now at least.She slid her hands down between them. Smiling. She had the slight advantage in that his face was partially illuminated by the digital.