I walked into the room where the man stands for the show which is behind plexiglass. What is nice about the private show is that there is a phone on ...the wall so you can talk to the woman on the other side of the glass and pay for a private show. I always liked to buy the fantasy show. That cost more, but the women I usually met there did love to talk about fantasies and about real things.There are hooks on the wall. I always undress completely, except for keeping on my shoes and socks. I. Then I decreased my pressure and unhooked her blouse and reveled her boob and I touched it was so soft I gave a vigorous massage for a very long time during that time she is enjoying it.And then she adjusted her boob back in to her blouse and hooked, then she lean in to my lap for a sleep and I allowed her after some time I slowly lean on to her waist as it was winter everyone having bead sheets to cover for cool winter winds, I do have one in my travelling bag, as she is shivering for cool. "You don't have to go to extremes. You know what they say: the way to a man's heart is a steak and a blowjob..." You know I can't cook, you dick." She sniffed peevishly at him, folding her arms beneath her breasts, but still in good temper."I'm not saying the idea isn't appealing. I'm just saying that you don't have to do things like that to make me happy. There's fun, and then there's us. I'm not going to go around shoving my cock into any girl that comes along, because it's not right."Mulling. He said when he got back, he would try to find someone to take Harrison over for him permanently as he didn't think he was best suited for him and, of course, to "get him off my hands" (Typical for him, to want to just dump a patient instead of trying do his job!). I told him I thought I was making real progress, and that I might just keep him. This caught him off-guard. "Progress, how?", he asked. I told him that I was slowly weening Harrison off the ridiculous amount of Triethynitrate he was.