‘Come with me, please.’ They follow her through the glass door, down the narrow hallway. They come to the second room from the end on the right. T...e blonde opens the door for them. ‘Please remove your clothes. There is a robe in the cabinet for you to wear. Nothing else, please. When you are ready, exit through this door. I will see you then,’ the girl says. She then exits the room through the door opposite the one they entered from. She knows this door leads to the pool and tub area. She. I was very shocked though when I found out the lap dance was for me. I sat down not really knowing what to expect. The young lady was gorgeous of course and she started doing what she was paid to do. My husband sat there and said, you can touch her you know. I really had no idea though. I tentatively stroked her bare legs. Then around her waist and hips. I honestly can’t remember the last time I felt so naughty. I am in my forties and was in a place where I have never gone before. She started. "I'd seen you before, of course, your mum was in the next room to my dad, and we'd often bumped into each other as we either arrived or left the respective rooms. We'd even exchanged pleasantries in an effort to lighten the mood as we passed like ships in the night. The night of despair for the both of us. It was a cruel irony for the pair of us that our meeting should be one initiated by tragedy, but that's how life goes, as one door closes another door opens, or so they say.After our first. After all, I assume that you’ll be an engineer or scientist when you grow up.Lisa: Yes, I’m leaning towards a double major in college -- electrical engineering and physics. But I can learn “hands on” aspects of Willie’s jobs and tools. And quite a bit of what he does has direct links to science. For instance, how he plows a field so water drains properly -- that’s hydrology. (She knew that using words like this would impress Mr. Skinner.) And when we take scrap out to the county dump I can see.