I went to the far end of the bar away from the stage. I didn’t want Susanna to see me. The time was going slowly, so I started to have a few drinks....Eventually a DJ came up on stage and started to play music that was more stripper music than was already on, and the door to the dressing room opened and a girl walked up the steps and on to the stage. It wasn’t Susanna. There were a few men gathered in front of the stage, but not too many. The whole club was now quite full, with lots of men. There were some other religious type objects and pictures around - I didn't know she was into this stuff, it made no difference - nothing could stop me taking her there and then. I had come to her inner sanctum. I sat down on her bed. She was standing and took the ribbon holding her pony tail. The long blonde hair went all the way down her back to her ass. I put out my hand and she came to take it and knelt down by me and started exploring my hand with a kind of wonder. She did have power over. I was nineteenand a virgin on my wedding day. Our marriage had been great at thebeginning. The sex has been very good; we fucked two, three times a week.In those twenty years I had never had but one man, my husband. My husbandis fifteen years older than I am. I knew my husband hadn't been faithfulto me in his youth and had already fucked few of his friend's wives.My sexual life was not so satisfactory since my husband lost interest insex in his mid life and now he is too old for this and he. "I held myself rigid, petrified with fright!Then, a reprieve! "No, why bother? They'll be shrinking topebbles anyhow over the next few months. You can decide foryourself what to do with whatever's left." Her hand let go of my scrotum. I began to breathe again."Now, your shots. Understand, you'll probably feel a littlenauseous in the morning when you first wake up, maybe for as longas a week. That's natural and normal. But it gets less so, andthen not at all as the other changes begin to.