I stopped and looked back at the kid."You know Peter, I can make you be here. I can make you hear what she has to say. But I can't make you listen. Bu... as long as you're here, you might want to consider it."Peter looked stubborn as I knocked on Traci's door.Inside, Traci was sitting on her bed. I pointed at her desk chair, and Peter sat. I started to leave, but Traci shook her head, so I leaned against the doorframe.There was a long silence. Traci couldn't seem to focus. Her eyes wandered from. When he finally slipped his thumb up her ass and worked his finger together with his thumb I knew the flood gates would open up - She stopped kissing him and said I want you to fuck me now - he adjusted in his seat took his finger out of her and lifted her off the floor and onto his lap and she grabbed his dick and slide down on it right there at the bar. She just rocked gently back and forth on his dick not being to obvious but I could also see that he was enjoying the pussy and he wasn't. I think that has as much do as being told not to say anything by the mining companies as anything traumatic happening up there. From what I can gather, the miners absolutely love them. They have large lively clubs on those rocks that are apparently like something from the 1940s. Most of the girls perform on stage, like us, only big coordinated numbers. Then, perhaps, they'll come out and sit with people in the audience. All very high class stuff. All the bartenders are Katoey as well as the,. ” Sally could tell from his reaction that Billy wasn't too excited about a shopping trip to the mall. She loved him all the more because he would do this for her. Billy took Sally into his arms and kissed her. While hugging her, his hands slid down her back and squeezed her butt cheeks. Sally groaned and pressed her pelvis into Billy's groin as he squeezed. She felt his cock growing as it pressed into her belly. He released her butt, took a deep breath, and said, “Well then, let's go before we.