The club used to be a notorious strip club and despite new owners and a makeover, it still looks like one. Nikki releases me to talk to the owner for ... minute. When she comes back she just points to a stripper pole that seems to lie forgotten in one corner. “Go, now! You know what to do, whore.” I bite my lip nervously, but I have no will left to resist. I head over to the pole and up the several steps. It is sort of dark in this corner and I pause to look around to see if I can see Brian at. I must have hallucinated that part, that's it! Since; by the feel of it; more than half my brain had dribbled out onto the bed, I must be seeing things. Bethany curtsied?!Terry and Mariah set their candles on the table and began to gently pat my body down, and I realized that I was positively drenched with sweat (not to mention something else). About that time Tammy returned with a small glass full of what looked like ice chips. She handed it to Tanya, turned to Amber and said; "I'll get the. She's not as bad as the daughter but we need to patch her up a bit. She'll probably bail him out and he'll be beating her again in a week. Anyway, Sara can go home with you guys. Her mother insisted on taking her back home after she got out but she backed off real quick when I suggested we get Social Services involved." Thanks, Henry. It's funny how parents are so afraid of the group that's supposed to help them." Yeah, right. Some people shouldn't have kids, and I think Sara's parents fit into. ”Next, he moves off me and turns onto his back as I shift my body to the side. After repositioning his body in the middle of the bed I begin to inhale the smell I have so yearned for. His body exudes the earthy smell of musk. As I sniff and begin to lick his satin torso he mews like a kitten. Then, placing his hands on my head he sensually massages my scalp as I move on top of him. I begin nibbling on his nipples to escalating sounds of approval from my blond god. His writhing and panting now.