Reading the paper one night I noticed an ad for a musical revue that was playing at one of them, that featured a famous entertainer named Harry Secomb.... I’d often heard him on the radio, and thought he was funny and told Catherine I would like to go. She got excited and went and purchased tickets for the evening show on a Friday night. We talked about what to wear, (It was my way of finding out what was appropriate) and she suggested evening dresses. I found a way of asking her advice about. She had combed her hair back behind her ears with her fingers, and it was still damp. Her golden skin was bright in the room's light, and despite the purple bruise surrounding her left eye, the Asiatic slant of her black eyes gave her an exotic appearance.I had no idea how old Peggy was. I knew she had been living with Bill for at least five years, and Eskimo women usually age rapidly, but her face bore no hint of the wrinkles middle aged Eskimo women usually develop, so I guessed she might. Get on with it" Can't you... look the other way?" Sadly not" I assured him "I have to watch - for your SAFETY!"He gulped and took his cock into his (shaking) handAnd he began to pullRhythmically SensuallyHis toned buttocks clenched and unclenchedHis face was scarlet and he was sweating profusely"Ah hum" I began (my throat was constricting) "How does that feel?"He didn't say, he just noddedWith his other hand he grasped his balls, gently massaging them.I would SO like to have helped ! I was. Now to be honest not with you, but with myself; I don't know if I was shaking because I was nervous or excited. (Maybe a little of both)I knew one thing for sure I wanted to feel that thing inside of me. I wanted to feel the thing vibrating while inside. Maybe I would use the tokens and go inside one of the private viewing booths. I didn't see anyone other than the woman. As long as no one knew but her, I think I could try it.I cleaned myself, pulled up my shorts, and tucked in my blouse and.