Oops again! "Quiet you dumb ass. Don't blow it now." That followed by another panicky thought. "Do I have a shadow?" I looked around me ... nope, no s...adow. "Of course not, idiot! If the light is bending around you, why would there be a shadow."I continued walking toward downtown. My first real test was slipping into a strip club that had a pretty sleazy rep around town. I had to wait by the door until a guy came out, stepping inside before the door closed. It was dark inside and I stood off to. They stood up and left, leaving me behind stunned. Finally, without seeing any other options, I went to our room, feeling the stares of the whole restaurant on my back and being completely humiliated. I mean, I could hardly force her physically to stay faithful, could I? If she chose to leave me, there was nothing I could do about it. But I was too stunned and hurt to ponder any long-term consequences at the moment.I sat in my room for a while, unsuccessfully trying to read. I was furious,. She understood the same and inserted her hand in my panty and started rubbing her fingers in my pussy cavities . I was moaning UUUFffff you sexy bitchhh aaaahhhhh ooohhhhhhhhh sooo sexy and she was continuously doing till the time I was ready to flow AAAHHHH UUFFFF YES FEEL IT ITS GOING TO COME OUT OOOHHHHHHH FEEELLLLL IT aaaaaahhhhhhh and came in her hand . She sucked her fingers to taste my juices . She liked the taste and kissed me. I also got a taste of my juices and I loved it . After that. Seven figure income, two car garage, vacations in Hawaii. Funny, how I ended up here on my knees in a place like this. I wasn't really dating much at University. I was hot, with full firm breasts and a nice tight ass in that nubile beach-teen kind of way, shoulder length honey blonde hair, a nice close cropped pussy. I knew it, and I even liked showing off within reason, with nice tight jeans and T-shirts. I didn't dress like a slut, but I dressed so you knew I was sexy. I didn't.