I also sense that she would grasp the intenseeroticism of it and enjoy the story. Helen and Heidi may be best friendsand alike in many ways, even to t...e extent that their looks complementeach other, but there is a depth to Helen which Heidi lacks. Heididefines herself by her relationships with men and is attracted to thedominant types who use her until they tire of her whereas Helen seeks outa singular type of man to fulfil a need inside her, then she makes themfall for her and, when she tires. He is 66, retired, divorced, living alone, with a number of children and grandchildren (like me, in this respect). He has a trim build with minimal body hair and no belly, which is unusual for someone that age. He classifies himself as a straight top, but likes to be sucked off occasionally by a guy. I have serviced him on three separate mid-day occasions over the past year when my business travel took me to his area. He appears to be religious, with a Bible on a nearby table, a copy of the. .. it wasn't going to be worth it just for $10 table dances. On the way back to my hotel a small building caught my eye with the sign "Gentlemen's Dance Partners". I figured I could spare five minutes to check out the place. When I went in there was a latina hostess in an enclosed foyer and a sign -- $10 entry, $20 per hour to the house for the ladies' time and a tip of at least that much for the lady. The music from behind the closed door sounded okay, so I handed her a ten and she opened the. “Excellent,” she grinned, looking very pleased with my choice of words. “So I was right about you then. God, your need to be dominated was calling out to me, you little slut.” The sultry, dangerous edge to her voice was back and I felt myself slipping deeper into my submission. I felt safe in her presence even as I was nervously imagining what she might do to me. “First things first. Lose the clothes.” My face caught fire. Suddenly shy, I debated with myself for all of half a second whether I.