I've had a few and..." I looked over at her found her laughing, her hand over her mouth as she tried to keep the noise down. I was relieved. It was mu...h better to be laughed at by a woman than to be screamed at or slapped in the middle of a bar. I gulped down half of my drink."That was awesome," she said, still laughing.The alcohol helped my embarrassment fade and I raised my own glass to her. We toasted and drank again. She wiped a tear from her eye and I was just thinking that she looked. I saw some fingers come through the hole and I leaned over to the wall. There was a guy there kneeling in front of the wall and I whispered, "how does this work? I have never done this." He said in a Flemmish accented voice. "I am offering to help please you." Still not sure if I should put my cock through the wall, I stood and his hand came through the wall. I moved closer to let him feel me. He lightly harassed my hairy balls. Hmmmmm, it felt so good. I just stood there, almost in a trance,. I stopped and asked her, “Is this okay?”She smiled at me and told me, “Yes, and it is kind of a turn-on, to be honest. Maybe you should tie my hands to the chair, so I cannot move to interfere with your work.”I almost slapped myself to see if I was dreaming. I told Ann, "Okay, you are the customer, and the customer is always right."I tied her arms to the chair. I was soaking wet by this time and hoped she did not notice.I started the tattoo again, and she started wiggling her legs and was. I even got the courage to go into a sex shop hoping someone would look at me or touch me. Maybe more. At the back of the shop was a row of cubicles and looked into one of them and saw a man masturbating as he looked through a widow at a girl dancing. I wanted to be that gorl, only without the glass. Too frightened at my ow feelings I turned and ran out of the shop.When I got home I realised I was putting myself at risk. This I knew came from an experience in my past. The shock was, that I.