I stroked it ever so gently, closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep, and waited. I figured if she wasn’t interested she could quietly get up, get...herself dressed and wake me from a distance without feeling too creeped out. It wasn’t long before I heard her stir. I kept up my pretend sleep, and also kept slowly stroking my cock. She cleared her throat quietly, so I peaked out of a barely opened eyelid and she was looking at my hand on my cock. I opened my eyes and she looked up at me, her. Halfway from the floor to the billowing black netting that camouflaged the ceiling, caged platforms jutted out from the columns, on which chained and hooded 'slaves' writhed to the beat. It reminded me of the movies from the sixties with 'go-go girls'. Guests flooded in behind us Annie screamed, "Woohooo! Check it out!" I could hardly believe my eyes. Just then, spotlights lit up two hanging cages high above either end of the stage, containing a guy in one and the girl in the other, both of. ” reading her nameplate, “ ... Mary, would you be an angel and do me a small gin and it by the time I get back?”“Certainly, ma’am.”“How’d it go in there, ma’am?” I asked, emphasising the ‘ma’am’.“Very well, Harry, thank you for asking. Now, must dash!”“She’s nice,” Mary volunteered as she placed Gina’s drink on the bar, “Better than that other arsehole, anyway.”“Yes, Oy’ve only known her three days and she’s definitelay one of the good ‘uns.”“You er taking her to a hotel or home ... cos I get. The hair, the taste, the smell; all made it awkward, but I loved it and still love it today. She got good at beating me off. Usually, it was short strokes with no finish, but there were times when she found the end for me. I was totally hooked. Summer was fast approaching and I decided to stay and work from there, instead of heading home. I made the decision, hoping to have sex. I wasn’t disappointed. A couple weeks into break, she invited me up to her parent’s house. They were out and she.