” That was my nickname because I was from the Midwest and because he thought I was a prude. “Yes, I do! I need the money!” I pushed. “I promis...e you; you don’t have it in you for this,” he still hadn’t even looked at me. I slammed my hand on the bar, forcing him to look at me, “Try me.” “Ok, Dorothy. Here’s the deal. I have special customers who like to come here for the stage show but are ready for a little more and don’t want to go to a different club. So, a few of the girls take care of them.. Georgia pointed atme."Your work?" she asked. Helen beamed with pleasure."He needed a costume. This was the best I could do at such short notice." Oh?" Georgia glanced at me, "I'd like to see what he would look like ifyou spent some proper time with him." Err, no. Not going to happen. Never again. This is a one off." I said."Shame. Anyway..." Georgia began."Yes," said Helen, "I'm ready. Molly, have you got your keys?"I held up the handbag."Got them in here." Good."With that, we were bundled out. She said she just go out of the shower and ran to catch the phone. She also mentioned she was standing there completely naked. I said she was probably wearing a towel or robe or something, she said no she dropped it when she turned the corner. Then she said, I'll prove it! I laughed and said how, keep in mind these were the days prior to cellular phones and selfies... She said look out your window. "Can you see me?" she asked. I'm like no, where am I supposed to be looking. She said. Oh, crap, this is going to be weird. How can I hide my attraction from her when she is sleeping in the same bed as me?"I had no idea, but I just lied down on my bed and thought about it. I had to bring my hands to my crotch, and I felt my cock feeling quite enlarged. I bit down on my bottom lip and jiggled around a little bit too."Shit, maybe this is a mistake. What if my dick makes me make a move? I could fuck up our relationship completely. I just want to make sweet love to her. I desire it.