“Don’t worry, it counts. I’m a stripped here on the other nights.”I awkwardly did so, stuffing it in and quickly pulling away. Britney lowered...her skirt back down and made another check across my shirt.“Now,” she began as she placed her hands on my chest, “please know that this is not standard for a lap dance. Don’t expect it of any other strippers unless you are lookong to get kicked out or roughed up by a bouncer. Or both. Understood?”“Yes, Ma’am,” I said reflexively. Her tone was just like. " get yourself sorted out NOW!" and she stormed out. I quickly shut the screen down and stood shaking at what might happen now, my cock still dribbling with my weak secretions onto her panties at my ankles. I stepped out of them and pulled on my jogger bottoms and gathered up her soiled panties before swallowing hard and going out to find her and face the music. I found my wife Alison pacing the living room floor, her face was like thunder, she had her hands rolled into fists in front of her. Given he thinks we should get married as soon as I graduate, that wouldn’t be for very long.”“He thinks we should get married? Really?” I said, pulling onto the expressway.She giggled, “No, that came out wrong. If we were to be a couple, he’d want us to get married as soon as I graduated from High School. I’m pretty sure he’s afraid that if I go away to college, I might succumb to temptation.”“I’d say he’s off by about a year and a half, if you ask me,” I said with a smile.“You have no idea. At the next stop she opened her eyes to watch a tall guy enter the carriage and sit facing her, but one seat away. Half the seats faced forward and half the seats faced to the rear of the train and were spaced so that it was one forward, one rear facing, one forward etc.Kate could see over the back of the seat in front of her and watched as the guy sat down. He was wearing a t shirt and what looked like sweatpants. He appeared quite muscular. Kate was checking him out as the train moved slowly.