The men leaned forward in their seats, nearly in pain from the hardness in their pants as they imagined themselves beneath her gyrating hips, being mi...ked for all they were worth. One man even went far enough as to put his hand in his pants and touch himself with abandon. He could go ahead; the club had no rules against it other than they couldn’t make a mess that they couldn’t clean up. Chloe began working herself to a climax without any kind of stimulation other than the mere thought. When we got home, she was a wild woman inbed, fucking “Willy” with everything she had. The nextweek we were back at the same club. One of the men Kathad met the week before was there and after Kat dancedwith him several times she introduced him to me. I don’t know what I expected but I found Art to be verypleasant and articulate. During that evening I could seethat Kat had been charmed by Art. Art asked me if wewould be back the next night. I told him that I had togo out of. After I had cleaned up I wandered into the mess and ordered a pot of beer, I would probably have only two for the night."What's this Tony, drinking on your own?"I looked up and saw Bob Clarke standing there, "Hi Bob, want to join me? I'm not a drinker so it will only be the two pots, that's what they call me 'The two pot screamer' just to warn you." No worries mate I just dropped in for a quick one myself. You seemed to be lost in thought Tony, anything wrong?" Em? Shit no Bob, I was miles away. " Listen, we're doing business here, fella. If you'd kindly wait your turn, this won't take long." Sgt. Papa held up his palm, intended to stop my interference.Which made me all the more interested in their discussion. I had a feeling Sgt. Papa was going to take an inappropriate amount of Nashta's hard earned money. Not that old Sarge was a crook. Maybe just not the most trustworthy guy in town. "I know this young woman." Yes. He Mister Large Sausage."The Sarge smiled. "Quite a nickname,.