Thor was always standing close by and overhearing the comment, stepped forward. All it took was the presence of his looming figure to send his message...“I appreciate your interest in me and the other strippers but I’m not a prostitute, you can’t buy my time or my love. You have to earn my love like Dan has. And as you can plainly see, I’m very good to the man who loves me and treats me with love and respect.”Bobbie emphasized her point by placing Dan’s hands on her tits and increasing the pace. The only problem is that there are a few things in the way.’ He was glancing over my body at my fully clothed form. He leaned over me and started kissing my forehead, then he worked his way down my face, kissing everything is his path, my eyelids, my nose, my cheeks, then he finally made it to my mouth. His kiss was slow and relaxed, he was getting to know my taste. I was still a little nervous and tense but this was helping me relax. I could already feel myself getting wet in anticipation. He. But there is a new dominant tone. A complex fragrance that blends the stink of matted fur, the smell of burnt patchouli, and the sweet fresh scent of morning Lilacs.This odd combination of fragrances is the first clue to the feral presence that moves in the narrow space between us. Is it Pan himself? Or something else? Something even older, and more elemental than a Greek god? It brushes my hip, cold and formless, and leaves a wet and sticky residue behind.How will it satisfy its lust? The. Though I could be way off base here... if the heels are going to change my skivvies into a set of women's undies... then... it stands to reason that there might be a fair to midldin' chance that they might do likewise with whatever clothes I might happen to be wearing when I put them on..." Having already made the decision to take the experiment to the next plateau, Paul, desiring to have a better overall view of the physical re-sculpturing process so that he could best gauge when to once again.