Meanwhile, two of the other women were being seen to and I decided to watch what was going on around me. It really was like watching a porn movie but ...eing in it, moving between people, sucking the odd loose nipple or squeezing a breast. One woman was on her knees sucking a man who was sat in a chair so I went under her and sucked and licked at her clit while fingering her pussy until she came. The whole event was very relaxed and very enjoyable, nothing was forced, everyone was polite and in. "So...you enjoy the feeling like you're a beautiful woman? You like to pretend to be a woman while getting fucked in the ass? You love showing off the world who you are?" Zyla said."Yeah. Exactly. Why?" I asked."I think I know a place you could work at that let's you do all three of those things," Zyla said."Oh, really? Whats the name of the place?" I asked."The Red Garter Strip Club," Zyla said."You...you think that I should become a male stripper?" I said."Of course, Ricky! Remember, try to. ‘Well visionary was just a tag Donovan attached to me. We spent several days on a tour when he was in New Zealand – I being the tour director, and because he was the only unattached person, in that he was not traveling with a companion or part of a larger group, he sat by me and walked, skied and tramped alongside me. We even ate together. So we talked a great deal and things I said surprised him’ ‘I did this on auto really by sometimes completing his sentences. It’s just something that just. She loves all things glamour.’ I thanked Liz Taylor for the drink, said goodbye to Sally, and got up to head to the dressing room. I couldn’t help wondering about The Countess as I was changing into the black dress I would be modeling. I liked the way my tits looked in the dress. My long, black hair cascaded across them. I also liked the contrast of my black hair and the black dress against my pale skin. I was so glad I got to keep the dress after the show. I applied my makeup— I’d decided on.