She sat down and gave me some real bad news, the bartender had died. I was pretty shook up and she offered to stay at my table and talk. For the res... of the evening the only time she left the table was to do a dance on the stage. She didn't have real big breasts but she did something that caught my attention. During one of her dances she gave a squeeze to one of her boobs and a tiny white drop appeared on the nipple.Did I mention that along with big boobs I have a deep fantasy about. One of the shots filled the entire frame from top to bottom with just the hole on the tip. There was just the slightest amount of moisture shining in the hole's crease.Helen had taken a few mid-shaft pictures while she had me stand. That my penis had been bouncing up and down gave the shots a blurry effect that both Helen and I found enticing."God, Helen. These shots are extremely erotic. You certainly have a gift for the camera. Anyone who sees these will be instantly aroused." Thanks, they. But,” I added, “hopefully his loss could be my gain.” For a second, she sat and looked at me. “Your gain?” she said, tilting her head to one side, a questioning look on her face. “Mike,” she finally said, “do you fancy me?” I’d come this far so decided that it was now or never. “Yes Hazel, I do. I’ve wanted you from the first time I saw you.” Hazel looked shocked and sat there for several minutes before she replied. “But, Mike, you’ve never said anything. Why didn’t you tell me? I didn’t know.”. How to dress, how to act, how to move, how to sit, stand, walk, run.How to behave in company. How to look like a girl no matter what I'mwearing. Finally, how to date boys and how to please them. "When youleave here, you are going to be all girl." You like dressing like a girl, don't you, Danny?"She had me so relaxed that it was easy to answer honestly. "Yes, Ilove it." Well, then, that's good. Occasionally mothers want me to trainreluctant boys... `petticoat punishment,' it's called. But you.