Tossing his own off quickly, he grasped hers to lift it off. She was staring at his cock so hard that she raised her arms puppet-like. When her eyes w...re uncovered again, she stared at him, her lower lip quivering slightly. He held her gaze as he undid her front-clasp bra.Belatedly, he noticed how sexy her bra was, and remembered that the panties had matched. "Oh, Tracey! You put these on especially for me, didn't you? And I didn't take time to appreciate you in them." With his hands on her. Nicolette looked at him “you will address me as Miss Nicolette” she said. “Oh sorry Miss Nicolette. Thank you. You can call me BBC”. Nicolette laughed “what sort of name is that?” she asked. “That is what people call me Miss Nicolette” he replied. He turned to leave and stopped “I will address you as Miss Nicolette” he said “what do I undress you as?” and he left the room laughing. Nicolette smiled “you will never know” she said under her breath. She unpacked her meagre belongings and wander. There were different areas, a pole dancing area, a dancing cage, different rooms, showers, peep holes and no I didn't look I was a little scared to. As I made my was trough the building I walked back downstairs towards the bar area. There she was a woman in black and gold. She was older but she looked fine to me. I sat down next to her and after ordering another soda, I turned to face her, but before I could say hi she beat me to it. We started talking, she had never seen me here before. I. It seemed to be a mix of accusation (or was that my imagination?), amusement and something else. What? … Challenge? … Defiance? Whatever, I was hungry and told Julie I was going to shower and get dressed for dinner.The dining room was full of mostly couples, some families, with each party having its own table. We ate a delicious meal and chatted amiably from what I remember. I do recall that Julie ordered oysters “to go with the champagne” she said. I, of course, brought up the subject of.