Candles were the main lighting. Waitresses with only tiny “G” strings served. Of course the cover charge was rather steep. I don’t think any ...f the servers were over twenty-five. Just knockouts! The stage was spotlighted, held a couch, a table, a straight-backed chair. Music played from a CD, I think, as a couple came out. They bowed to us, he kissed her and laid her on the couch. He invited any volunteer to come to the stage to undress her, and a female volunteer likewise to disrobe. He said that he knew it was an imposition and that they would try to respect my privacy. I apologized for the guest room with only one double bed. The two laughed. Joe looked at Jack and smiled as he told me that they always slept together on road trips. They both assured me that it would work out. I told them that the only shower was in the basement hanging from the floor joists over the floor drain. Jack said that they had seen worse on baseball trips. It would be fine.By now, it was. Everything stopped.Immediately the memories from my childhood returned and I remembered what had happened back then but applied an adult’s logic. It appeared that in some way, somehow, I had stopped time. I looked at the alarm clock by the bed and the second hand had stopped moving. I could see Brian, who was just on the out stroke, frozen. Drops of sweat from his face were suspended in mid-air where they had fallen yet not quite reached Bonnie’s ass.Once again, I compartmentalised, ignoring my. Thanks.’ Patrick leaned against Benjamin’s chest. The sheltering feeling of Benjamin’s muscular arm and built pecs relaxed away last night’s unpleasantness with Francis. ‘You smell a bit musky,’ Patrick sighed. Benjamin stepped back, partly in response to Patrick’s comment and partly to prevent his growing member from brushing against Patrick’s thigh. ‘Sorry. I haven’t showered yet.’ Patrick’s normally pale cheeks turned bright pink. ‘I wasn’t complaining, just noticing.’ Benjamin parried.