. you certainly do not look your age. I am quite sure you will be a hit at the club and hopefully, your dancing will bring us both the financial benef...ts we desire."I am a very good judge of talent, and while you may not have experience dancing as a stripper, you have the looks for one and I think you could do well once you get over your initial shyness and moralities," he said, stroking her ass gently."Please, Nicholas..." Honey said, half-moaning and half-pleading.She was embarrassed–an adult. I cried with surprise and opened my eyes. And I saw someone in the doorframe, watching. It was Brad. He must have come for his tools and entered the apartment some time ago. How long had he stood there and watched? I remembered what he told me once: that he always wants to try something new. I saw in his eyes that he was excited by what he witnessed. At this moment, Kris noticed Brad too. He just raised his eyebrows and asked: Want to join us? I just extended my hand invitingly. With some. Running her hands over her body, her chest would begin to move up and down faster, and her pulse would quicken as her hands moved in between her legs. When she was feeling daring at school, she would pull the front of her shirt down a little, showing the curves of her breasts. She looked at the boys around her in a brand new light, and understood the looks that they gave her. She lacked the courage to accept a date or invitation, but she desperately wanted to be touched and kissed.. Then my fantasy night with him is shattered as he pulls away, turns his back to me and promptly falls asleep. I gently kiss his shoulder as tears roll silently from my eyes. ‘I love you, Mark.’ I whisper. Then fall into a troubled sleep from exhaustion. I wake up the next morning to a cold bed, empty house, and broken heart. He must have left early for work. I get up and shower resolving myself to what I have to do. I grab my suitcases from where they were hidden already fully packed. Then I.