I told Mike I needed something to drink. He went to the kitchen and returned with a vodka tonic for each of us. I was growing embarrassed and didn’t...want to keep reading so I sipped it slowly. ‘Do you really want me to keep reading?’“Yes," Mike said.“This time when Grant kissed me my body went against his. I left my arms hanging by my side but I let him pull me into him, and I allowed my body to fit snuggly curve for curve. I wanted to feel that cock against me and when I did I let my mouth. .We arranged to meet up in her dressing room. She was wearing the outfit you see in the photos below...When I arrived there, I saw her wearing the same outfit including the tight pink shorts. Keep in mind Amy Jo in only 5'2 tall. I slid my hand down the front of her shorts and under her panties. I started to run my hand between her legs and felt her short picky pubic hairs brushing my hand. I was also running my finger over her crack as she started to get wet. I told her to take her shorts and. Tonight he was stripped down to his silver banana thong and was bouncing his cock around as he gyrated his hips and a sexy woman held up a hundred bucks to get him to take the thong off. He took the money and jerked his thong completely off. He grabbed his cock and wagged it at the women and some of the men. The woman then showed another hundred and he danced to her and she wanted to touch him. He took the money and got close and put her hand on his hard cock and she stroked him up and down.. He thought if he could think about her hard enough, she would see him and she would know. But she hadn't noticed him, hadn't heard his silent calls. That would change. He would become all to her. He would be more than any other man had been. He would be lover and killer, benefactor and enemy. He would hold her life in his hand and gently show her how absolutely beautiful death could be.It was his Purpose. She was his. She just didn't know it yet. He had watched them last night, stood outside.