.I was in and out of private rooms since 11PM and had just walked out of a private room for the 5th time that night. I was pretty exhausted while I wa... talking at the counter with the trans beverage seller and a man who was trying to get me to come with him to his hotel, when a tall large black man came up to my right side. He joined in our conversation and eventually asked me where I had been all night. I simply told him I had been a bit busy. He then proceeded to put his hand up the backside. This was where people went to be someone different, something different.There were Masters and slaves, Mistresses and sissies, cowboys andconvicts, Priests and Nuns, soldiers and firemen, jailers andsuperheroes. Guys held hands with guys, sometimes with more than oneguy. Women held hands with women. Men were in diapers. Woman weredressed like pets.I was wearing a black dress.I felt ... normal.I began looking around the dance floor for men and women in leather.This was going to be tricky. There. And Joyce, what exactly do you want out of this situation? A good fuck? You can get that elsewhere. Or is it that you want to be with Kara and she won’t be with you alone?” I asked bluntly.“Steve!” Kara said. “What’s gotten into you?”Joyce let out a long sigh, “Kara, it’s OK. He’s right.”“About Terry? Or about me?” Kara asked, clearly confused.“Both,” she said, looking down. “I’m sorry. I’ve made a mess of things. And to think, I used to give Steve a hard time when he did stuff like this!”“You. I wouldn't mind teaching, but it's not what I really want to do. I want to paint. Plus, Mrs. Bennett--she's my art teacher at the high school--she entered a couple of my paintings in a state-wide show for high school students, and they got raves. I also got raves from the admissions department at Mass Art. All that convinced me that I might be able to actually make a living at this." I think that's fantastic," Sophia said."Plus," Kate said with a sly grin, "I figure if two part-time scrub ice.