.her back side would eventually become clothed. About thirty minutes went by with me inching closer camera in hand snapping jerk off pictures. As far ...s I knew she only appeared to be waiting while I was: Taking keepsake/family pictures. I just knew, this former Broadway dancer was at my disposal… She often told me of her career and would show old me snapshots while fondly reminiscing of her life on stage. And that in 1945 she was 19 years old when the first of many showgirl poses were. I was a financial analyst working for a large New York-based service company, and was on a four week assignment in Chicago working on a possible merger for our company. There were 15 of us from around the country working on this venture, and we were all staying at a hotel in downtown Chicago. I knew several of the other men very well since they were from my New York office, but about 10 of the guys were from other offices, and I only knew them from phone conferences and from being with them. He leaned in and said “come with me for the afternoon and we will call it square.” My knees almost collapsed under me. What should I do this was sort of a fantasy of mine but I don’t know this guy at all, no one would know I went with him or how to find me if something went wrong. But looking into his eyes, I at the same time felt I could trust him. I nodded, “I will go with you,” I said. He helped me lock up my car and walked me over to his bike. He handed me the spare helmet,. Jazz Hands, stay in main engineering during its use. We will keep it away from you. I dismissed everyone to their tasks. The ship would be abuzz with maintenance for the next day. Unfortunately I would be pretty much useless during this time. I found my feet headed for the lounge. I wasnt really stressed but I needed to clear my head. I sat down at the bar and ordered an iced tea. I knew I needed to keep my wits about me. Something just felt wrong. I couldnt help but feel I was flying into a.