It was to the point I dreaded going to sleep. Even sleeping pills didn't seem to work.I dragged myself up and shuffled off to the bathroom to take car... of business. The hall way was a blaze with sun light. I squinted as I wondered what time it was.Once I was back in my room I checked the clock. Just after 10am it read."What time was Kim supposed to coming over?" I wondered aloud. As if in answer the door bell rang."Oh shit! I'm god damn late!" I thought as I threw on my robe and hurried down to. I’ve been observing your features since we finished our coffee. You look very beautiful. And you are a really great and humble from the inside too.Now at this moment, I got so shaky and I wanted to ask her out on a date.Riddhi: Are you okay? You seem to be thinking of something else. Have I said anything wrong?Me: No. It’s just that. I wish… Can we go out…Sometime. You know. For a date maybe?After saying this in a shaky voice, I looked down and in a complete blush mode, I fold my legs waiting. I tap the tip and the meeting continues, talking about instruments and stuff. I kind of block out what they're saying when I stare at his boxers. When I stare for a few seconds and do nothing, he can't hold it back. He grabs my hand and rubs it against the hard lump and moans out and I can hear a few weird sounds from the adults and Mr. Milks clears his throat and starts speaking to them again. I grip the top of his black boxers and open it a bit. I reach in slowly, feel his hard warm cock and. So I wasn't robbed, but damn it feels as if I was drugged or something. He tried to stand but found his legs were to wobbly to hold him. So he just set on the floor and tried to remember what had happen last night.He had passed by the club just about everyday to and from work, yet he had never stopped in. The name seem to fit it, "All Niter's" since the sign in the window said, Opens at Sun-down, Closes at Sun-up.Must be one of those hippy type clubs he figured. He was an up and coming lawyer.