In the meantime, please familiarize yourself with our tables of organization," Sheila directed me as she leaned over my shoulder to fetch a manilla fo...der from the corner of her desk. The side of her soft breast brushed my cheek with warmth as she stretched her body past mine to retrieve the paperwork. There are no accidents in Sheila's world. The physical contact was deliberate. She was either playing with me or testing me, not that it made any difference. She was the boss. Titillating as her. His eyes lift further over her body, her soft stomach, following the shape with his eyes, every contour and feature. His lips part softly, exposing a soft wet tongue glistening in the light as it glides between his lips to moisten them. Dry from the anticipation, the excitement of having her stood before him. Watching her discomfort at the intense scrutiny.She watches him, sees him licking his lips, her heart almost skips with the suggestion of his pleasure. She begins to stare back, growing in. Dimly lit, except for the spotlights on the stages. People in silhouette, sitting at tables watching dancers on platforms like I had seen dozens of times. I don't know what I expected to see, but the girls dancing just looked like every other stripper in every other gentlemen's club. Hot bodies. Long, sexy hair. High heels and lingerie. Bending over, grinding themselves on the pole and touching themselves as any other exotic dancer would. And I really didn't notice any sort of big bulge in any. ..I practically laugh because Liz has been thinking and feeling the same things I've been experiencing on this whole trip. Hell, I've lived in big cities my whole life and I even grew up in one so I know what life, growing up in a big city is like. And Leadville, though it may not have all the amenities we're used to, has a unique small town charm – Leadville, and the people we met, charmed the hell out of me. They were honest to a fault, hardworking and extremely friendly.Liz pleads again,.