She won the contest, though the winnings consisted of the money showered at her feet only. Customers asked her for a lap dance. Management agreed. He ...et her keep those funds and tips as well."I'd love it if you could work here," he offered after she finished a half hour VIP session."I could only work weekends," she responded, surprised by her wanting it. Joe warned her working might callous her soul. She saw the love he had for Marta returned unquestionably as well as the love in the eyes of. We darted across the road and into the shadows where we made our way a few tens of meters to the next public access. This one was fully maintained and used but deserted at this time of night. My house looked out onto the lower half of the hundered or so steps. We sneaked up the footpath and into Helens garden path. The gate opened silently and we crept across the lawn until the washing line came into view in the dim glow of the streetlights over the fence. There were things on it but it wasn't. A quick glance around revealed thefamiliar pink cot bars surrounding him, and the faintest glow of earlymorning sunlight through the Nursery curtains. Relief flooded throughhim. It was only a nightmare - the same frightening dream - a visit tohis past life.Shifting slowly in his cot, the nightmare faded. He felt the clammywarmth of his nappy clinging to his bottom and genitals like a warmloving hand. It was alright - he'd just wet his nappy in his sleep again.He was safe in his crib, the golf. There stands a very tall, dark, handsome, muscular man with jet black hair and beard. He's totally naked with a raging erection in his hand. Grinning at me, he slowly strokes his beautiful cock as he approaches my bed.Motioning for him to come to me, I continue to respond to John-Paul, who I know can now see the naked man climbing into my bed."Master, we seem to have company." I softly say."Yes, so I can see. Who is he jackie? Why is he there?" John-Paul asks softly."I don't know Master, I.