The song was over and I paid her $20. She said she enjoyed giving me a lap dance, it wasn’t like other guys, she really liked it. It wasn’t just a...job for the money she felt with me. I got her number in my phone. We started talking a bit, she asked me if I wanted to go to the strip club’s VIP room upstairs, I said sure. Very excited in my mind, but calmly said sure to not make an ass of myself. We got in the VIP room of the strip club, there was lots of ladies up there naked and hanging with. That was bad enough, but not something that couldn’t be overcome, but it was as if the score was also Latin or some ancient language, just beyond her grasp.She was one of only a handful of people throughout the globe who had the ability to interpret the strange collections of notes, guess where the writer was going to go where bits of the sheet music were missing and come up with a complete piece. It was a lonely occupation, but one she enjoyed. Getting a score, recently discovered or hidden. “Just be patient you little slut,” he replied. Well my cock soured in to a stiffy and I became very horny, so I had to light up a ciggy. About 4pm in the afternoon I got a call and was summoned in to his office. knocked on the door and he was sitting there in his big office chair and to my surprise was smoking a cigarette horny bastard was the my first thing I thought. “Come in Trixie and light yourself a ciggy, then I have a special task for you my dear,” he said. Well my mind went into. " I know it, and I feel like a rat, but when I look at you, Bill can go fuck himself for all I care." He was gently caressing her nipples."Kiss it, Tommy," she hissed softly.He lowered his mouth to her nipple and sucked it in. It was big and hard inside his mouth. Her legs came open and she took his hand and laid it on her thigh. Then she pushed it up under her skirt. He moved his mouth to her other nipple and slid his hand up the inside of her thigh.When he reached the top of her legs, he.