The week passed in much similar fashion. Everything reminded me of HIM. I wasn’t sleeping unless I took meds. I was hardly eating. I was a mess. He ...was all my brain would allow me to think. I had to get him OUT. So I called the only one I knew could help. Kiki clubbing Kiki best friend to call when I need a partner in crime to get me wasted and laid. So on this Friday evening I called and she would be over to meet up at 10. We’d get a little head start on our buzz and head out in a taxi. I. My legs, back and shoulders straight and the remote control of the sound system in my hand. I’m enjoying the melodramatic darkwave music of Blutengel. I turn down the volume when my little girl enters the living room.With small steps she walks on beautiful black colored shoes with high heels, to the center of the room. Her posture is, as I have learned her, perfect. She faces me with her feet facing forward, her back is straight and she rolls her shoulders back. This brings her shoulder blades. And it was as perfectly female as it couldbe. With one hand still mauling a beautiful breast, and the other eagerlyexploring the new moist slit between his legs, the newly created womandiscovered a new sense of bliss unmatched even by his recent eucalyptustrip through the clouds. He felt an explosion welling up inside him,begging for release. No longer attempting to hide his delight, he openlyscreamed, loving the sound of the passionate and wanton woman's voice thatechoed from his mouth. . She was hungry and very happy to see him. She could n' t wait for her set to be done. She slid around the pole seductively to the music then went closer to the drunks sitting at the bar. They crammed ones and fives into her g - string and garter. One old guy pulled her down onto his lap and tried to grab at her tits but she playfully slapped his hands away and did a lap dance for him. Then he handed her a $50 bill. 'Not bad, ' she thought. Then she was thru for the night.After changing, she.