Only thistime Lisa wasn't wishing she could become that thing. Lisa said shecould do it. Should she let her? Could she stop her? If Lisa became aBolo ...r connected herself into one what then?"Lisa suppose you can build a Bolo, what then? How will you know whothe good guys are? How will you know who the bad guys are? Sometimesthe people you think are bad, are really good," Jeri asked trying tothink of a way to dissuade Lisa."Don't worry Jeri I'll know. I'll also know when to act and when notto,". Showing the drawing to Jake, he replied with “Oh ya---that's sweet. This will be easy, about 30 minutes”.It was pretty quite as Jake went to work, digging the needle into the muscle of my back right shoulder. He asked about the drawing, so once again I went through the story. Jumping up to re-fill our drinks, Sheila commented on the 'lump' in my pants. Blushing, and looking down at my right thigh, I just kinda grinned and softly replied “ya—it's pretty big ”. Freeballin as usual, and noticing. Well, she finally told me her deepest, darkest secret and it was even wilder than I could’ve imagined!Apparently some years earlier toward the end of her senior year in high school, she had started stripping for private parties. Pretty much high-end stuff and specialized in Asian businessmen. Apparently real redheads were highly prized by Asian men and with her petite body and long red hair, she fit the bill perfectly. Taking one more big swig of tequila, she told me the story.She said she was. I made her lie on the couch on her back. I pulled off her tights. I knelt down in front of her. She was not wearing a panty. I spread her legs and put them on my shoulders. I started kissing her inner thighs, squeezing her breasts with my left hand. My right hand was under her ass cheeks, squeezing them nicely. She arched her back and pulled me closer. I went towards her clit, kissing her right thigh along the way and then moved to the left thigh, skipping her clit. I love teasing women ;)I.