I pour the wine and fill the glasses up. I hand her a glass of red wine. I sit next to her as our arms intertwine we drink a few sips. We talk a litt...e more and then as we set our glasses down. The excitement begins to fill me as it does her too. Liz looks at me she kisses me, putting her tongue in my mouth. Her soft creamy hand is holding my face. With her other hand, she puts her hand on my chest and then my stomach. Her hand is soft to the touch and she starts rubbing me down. Her hand is. Continuing upwards I touched my balls encased in silky nylon. Suddenly agirl entered the room. I recognised her as the girl from the train andshe was wearing the same clothes. In fact she was wearing the sameclothes as I was, and I suddenly realised that as I had my hand up myskirt, she could see as much of my knickers as I had seen of hers on thetrain!"Ooh, what a big clitoris," she laughed. "I don't think my knickerslooked quite like that when you were staring at them on the train, didthey?". The room was setup like dance studios everywhere — mirrored walls and the inevitable barre running most of the way around the room. The barre resembled a handrail attached to the mirrored walls and was set at a height that dancers could use it as both a hand rest and a leg rest in their warm up exercises. As I moved about the room dancers would greet me warmly."Mr. Steelforth" they would say "we are so glad you could make it to this special performance! We appreciate so much your generous. Stiles, in the company of two of her friends were waiting for me whenI walked into the showroom."How nice to see you again Mrs. Stiles. How can I help you today?" I've told Dolores and Margret about your skills, and they decided to letyou help them in their selections. This is Mrs. Schemner, Dolores, and thisis my oldest friend, Mrs. Swanson." I'd be delighted to assist you ladies."My entire day was like that. Customers coming in, two and three at a time.By the time I was ready to go home, I.