He had on heavy necklaces, was bare-chested and had large rings dangling from his nipples. He was wearing a white transparent skirt through which you...could see a thong covering his genitals. He danced really gracefully and definitely had the edge over Leila for elegance and natural dance ability. The audience was really captivated, and when he dropped the skirt revealing himself with just his thong on, there were gasps from the audience as they saw the massive bulge. He gyrated sexily. “What your problem, anyway?” she continued. “Are you jealous of the other guys?”“And the other girls!” I thought to myself, remembering Christine, but I declined to comment.“I’ve seen you staring at my tits and butt,” she continued, “and I know that you’ve been messing around in my lingerie drawer.”My face went bright red. I thought I had always been discrete, but obviously, she somehow knew that I had been rummaging around in her things. I was wondering how much she knew when she volunteered. I’m taking the food and camping things.”“Lucky guy.” He said, as he wiped his hands on his jeans, staring at my large breasts, “What bike has he got?” he asked. I grinned, “A red one!” He smiled as he raised his eyebrows. “That tyre will get you there, but you’ll need to replace it pretty soon.”“What do I owe you?” I asked. “Buy me a beer when you get to the Festival.” He said as he got back onto his bike. With a wave, they roared off, down the road.When I drove onto the field, Craig was. Maybe this would work. Maybe those agencies could work together and catch the bad guys so that nobody innocent would get hurt. Yeah, right.Friday evening, Sheila picked me up in front of a café a few blocks from my apartment and she drove me directly to her home. Once there she first fed me - and then she just used me as her fuck toy. Once she had it figured out that I could and would eat pussy both before and after a hot session, she intended to take full use of it. Besides that, she seemed to.