I had played it out many times in my mind, and I had stroked myself off many times thinking about it. Now was my chance. As he sat sat on his couch, I...walked over to him, nervous and shaking, and spilled my water all over his lap. Just like I had imagined, he stood up in shock and also just like I imagined in instinctively fell to my knees before him. My hands trembled as I began to towel him off as I apologized. My heart was pounding as I moved my hand to his crotch. He tried to stop me,. This was not the pole dance of a stripperbut that of a whore. I had to gyrate in front of and make love to fakephalluses' mounted on a pole. At last I got to satisfy my sexual cravingsand satisfied myself using the mounted dildos. I also learnt the dance ofveils where, as I danced around a platform, men would pull away one veilat a time until finally I was naked in front of them. The man pulling thelast veil won my sole attention for the rest of the evening. I seemed tohave completely lost my. It was the look that her mother warned her about many years ago, when she was her son's age. Simply being the slut to one young man was enough, she never needed to entertain the notion of multiple partners. Jerry was also special in another way, he was the only person that had ever seen any action that could be deemed unmotherly towards Tim. He had caught her son with one hand up the back of her skirt and panties. So startled at the intrusion she hadn't said anything while her son forced a. "This is Pearl, and when she sees you, I see you through her eyes. It is an old soul-diver trick, but then, I am a soul-diver who is old before his time. It is the gift of Pearl's eyes that keeps my daughter from denying me my trips up here to paint and reminisce, or worse, sending one of my young grandchildren along to distract me. My name is Eru, greetings." I am Davey, thank you for your welcome. I have brought a drink and mid-day refreshments that my mother made for us. Would Pearl eat a.