"What me? Are youkidding?" My mind was a whirl. I mean what was one to think? I had justbeen asked to dress as a girl and show off on stage in front o... anaudience of guys, maybe gay, but still guys, and butch looking females."Isn't there one of the regulars?" You know the routine. You've seen it before. You don't have to rememberany lines and it'll be fun to act on stage together. No reason to beembarrassed or worried. Everyone here knows you and it will buildrapport with the customers. No one. Although he was still giving her the massage he would give anyone, his actions and thoughts were more sexual. She felt this too and surrendered to it. He was testing her to go further. With his palm, he rubbed backward and forwards across her lower tummy.Then in circles around the waistband of her g-string. He rubbed her with the heel of his hand. From her belly button down to where her mound swelled under her g-string. Each time his palm reached the end of the movement on her mound, he. As I laid in my bed imagining all this, my fingers had found their way to my wet pussy and as I moaned your name, I could feel my body tingle and my imagination took me further towards orgasmic bliss. My eyes closed once again and I was transported back to my fantasy. You were still on top of me and you slid all the way inside my tight wetness. My nails dug into you shoulders as you filled every inch of me. You started to move a little, sliding your man hood in and out of me ever so slowly.. .. We want that final connection, full penetration, the place where two bodies join and work together to fulfil the ultimate goal of release.I take a deep breath, squeeze my eyes shut and concentrate on relaxing my inner muscles. You take immediate advantage and with one final forceful thrust you're fully seated."Mark" I gasp in pure pleasure, as you stretch me, fill me to the brim, stimulate every vibrating overly excited nerve ending.And suddenly, again I'm at that frightening precipice where.