Mark had told me exactly what I needed to buy right before he left and here I was, in this adult store, a place I’d never been to in my life, shoppi...g for a fake cock to practice on.I found the products I needed with some help from the scruffy looking salesman who was eyeing me over from the moment I entered the store. Maybe last night’s experience had already done its work? I usually never turned any heads in the streets. I did notice my walk was a lot more… confident, for lack of a better. The light from the hallway glinted off the veins of his massive tool. She had never seen one this large. "Well, are you going to take initiative or not," he demanded. She wrapped her hands around the stiffening shaft. They slid up and down. She shimmied closer, his engorging head pointing toward her face. She looked up and saw a small smile of pleasure on his face. She grinned a bit as she looked into his eyes. "That's good. I like where you're going with this," he told her. She led his cock. I told her about me, except that I was bi. She talked about being a former stipper in some fairly nice clubs and also still worked as a bartender in a couple of them part time. She and I finally agreed to start the massage. I got undressed completely and laid on her massage table face down. She came back into the room after getting oils and a towel or two. I told her about a back problem and she pinpointed the area for me. Pouring cold oil on my back caused me to jump a bit and she apologized,. She had also been giving tips and suggestions on how to improve their dancing. Finally it was Janes turn to dance. She loved to dance especially the fast and wild stuff that was popular at the time, but I was never the rock and roll king and always preferred to slow dance or let her dance with someone else. So this was her chance to really let it hang out. She had after seeing the bottoms come off the first girl, had almost decided to put her clothes back on and leave but the music and.