He did a bump and grind that made his pouch bounce right in front of her face and the women he'd just left began screaming for him to come back."Give ...e ten minutes," he said, "and then come back stage. Tell them I invited you."He went back to the other table, where all the women were lined up, leaning back, knees together, money in hand, waiting for their lap dance.She felt a little foolish walking towards the curtain, beside which a buff young man stood. She was pretty sure she'd seen him. I heard a small moan in reaction to each of these, so I knew that her skin was coming alive with the feeling.For the next pass, I stepped in front of her and studied her face as I worked over her breasts and down onto her abdomen. Her eyes were closed, her breathing steady, and she did her best to arch her back to present her breasts to me. I took advantage to strike the tender undersides a few times, and watched as the blood flowed into the tissue, bringing the faintest pink glow to those. Approximately 15 minutes later, a squad car parked outside in my driveway. All of the stress that was seemingly tearing up my insides disappeared as an officer walked from the sidewalk to my door. I quickly answered in my light bathrobe with a perky "Hi!"As soon as I got a better look at the officer, I realized how sexy he was. It may have been my stress and horniness thinking, but I found him insanely attractive. Officer Bigdick (as we shall call him!) stood at about 6'2, had short cropped. When he was standing, he didn’t stay on both of his legs. Instead, he thumped his hands down on the ground and walked on his knuckles and his hand-feet at the same time.“Light!” I popped.Mal looked at me. “Ah, I see you’ve some grounding.”I resolutely didn’t mention the voiceless voice – so silent for the entire tour of the Tiamat – having whispered that fact in my brain, with its lack of inflection and strange inward-outward bloom of knowledge. I didn’t say the reams of numbers that sprang,.