"That's just fucking perfect."Pink Things is a wild club, especially on Saturday nights. They have stripper poles set up along the back wall, dimly li.... There are no paid strippers at the club, however. The poles are there for guys to watch their girlfriends put on a show in front of on-lookers. No nudity is allowed, but girls can take their tops off, revealing their bra-clad tits. They can also show their panties, which I obviously would not be doing, since mine have exposed labia.I felt the. " I told her taking her into my arms for a gentle hug."What a spectacular day." She said, nuzzling my chest."Yes it was!" I agreed. "You two are the most amazing women. And what a place, huh? Isn't that an incredible sight?" We stayed like that, in our embrace as we chatted about how incredible the Verdon Gorge had been."Thank you for taking me, sweetheart." At last she said, "Time for me to get some sleep." backing out of my arms.She busied herself getting ready for bed, as I made up a nest on. One moment the same temporal space was occupied both by Demure's body and by Demure the woman Glade had loved more than anyone else in her life. The next moment the body was nothing more than an empty shell. Death came unannounced. Her halting breath halted altogether. The eyes that flashed before with agitated hopelessness became dull and characterless. The incessant rhythm of her heart ceased to beat.All that was left for Glade to do was to bury the body. There were tribes she'd encountered. We were busy in the restaurant that night and although He was around, I didn’t get a chance to talk to Him or even see Him very much.When the restaurant closed, we all went to His bar to relax after the hard work and share drinks and stories with each other before going home. He was there, busy with his other customers, beautiful and smiling. My heart melted at the sight of Him but He had no time for me and didn’t talk to me at all. I was hurt and disappointed. Did this mean it was not to be?.