..The girl wasted no time. She pulled me with her into one of the stalls and shut the door. In the time it took me to barely begin unfastening my belt... her bikini was already on the floor. Rather than doing what she normally would have done, which would have been to help rip off my clothes, she left me to do that on my own while she went over and turned on the shower. When I gave her a curious look, she responded by saying, "I need to take a shower after my little dip anyway, I just thought I. I whispered in her ear, making a few suggestions of things we might do if we left, and she was ready to go. It was late enough to be dark, but early enough that our kids would still be up. We had a very small house, so going home didn’t seem like the best idea. It would be a bit obvious if we headed back to our room and closed the door. Sometimes when the “mood” hit us, we drove out to a remote park, and since the seats of our car reclined fully back…well…you get the idea. That worked for us. I looked back up at the TV and there was Günter’s cock pointed at Faith’s face with her on her little knees. The camera had been move right toward her face and you could see the tears streaming down her face.I was taken to the stage and the spotlight almost blinded me, then the beat of the music started and I started to dance and rub on my breast. I pulled my tank top off and a dozen men began to scream and shout about my “cute little tits”. I turned around just like I had yesterday and began. Mild sensations of pain also trigger levels of dopamine in the brain….” I interjected. “Dopamine, is that a hormone or a neurotransmitter? I always get that mixed up. Pretty sure it’s a neurotransmitter...” Giving an exaggerated and exasperated sigh, I could almost feel Claire rolling her eyes at me. I gave her a light slap on her bottom, relishing the tingling in my hand. “For Christ’s sake Tony! Here we are, about to embark on a kinky escapade and you want to break it down to clinical.