Even better when I know my man is watching and waiting with an erection. A wonderful erotic start to my latest sexual adventure. Lots of sexual excite...ent and exotic foreplay. I am to please and be pleased.“Come and meet my man,” I tell them as we move to another room. My man Roger is confidently sitting on a high stool, facing a wall length mirror, hands on hips, his feet barely touching the floor. He is stark naked with a thick, full-on nine-inch erection which I helped him achieve minutes. ”“Fuck him,” she says. “He can rot in hell for all I care.”The man grins, suppressing a laugh. “I get this feeling that you’re a bit of a submissive.”She looks at him curiously. “I don’t think so,” she says. “Otherwise I wouldn’t have come onto my dad like that.”“Oh, you are,” Robert repeats. “I’ll prove it.” Without looking up to see whether the light is red or green, he guns the car through the intersection. He whips it around the turn to the spot the girl had indicated and slams the car into. "You made it!" he exclaimed in absolute amazement, "You're actually here!" I'm here every year, Zachary," Miranda replied with a bit of a smirk as her old friend cringed at the use of the name."And she's not alone," commented Misty, peering from behind Miranda and giving Zack a short wave before looking about room."I didn't think she'd let you go," the psychic said with a chuckle as he looped his arm through Miranda's and dragged her over to his table, "Come on, kid, I'll buy ya drink!" Kid?". "Is that the gay club?" He paused while he waitedfor her to answer."Yes. But I suppose they prefer the term LGBTQ clubs or something now.More inclusive and all that. They get a couple of DJs in, theoccasional drag act" Oh."She was a little disappointed in his attitude, or lack of interest."Why's that? You want to come?" She teased.He smiled shyly. "Kinda, yeah. Not really my scene though, all thatshit music. I like a quiet pint." Oi. It's not shit! It's good to dance to. Besides, I've seen you.