I dance at La Cauge.It's fun and you see, they have this mardi gras and all the patrons are allowedto touch you, pull on your chain, suck you, play wi...th your ass. And that kindof stuff. I sleep with someone different every night, Oh God , not AIDS.....For a resident, this was a tough one to handle, but I dug deep inside of me,and started thinking like a freind instead of a doctor. I said, "Ken, I knowthis may seem strange comming from a Doctor, but... you know what you did waswrong and that you. Then with the grace of a swan she removed her arms and her bra fell down. I saw two firm milk tanks just swaying with her body.That sight itself was awesome. She gently removed her hair that was falling over her shoulders and asked “Like my mangoes? Looking at the unbelievable sight before me i replied Are they sweet? Taste them, I don’t mind if its rough. Transfixed by the beauty infront of me i slowly brought my hands forward and touched her breasts.As soon as i touched them her black nipples. She knew her nipples were poking out even more than before as she quickly glanced down. "I was kinda scared . . .but to tell the truth . . .it felt great. He kept moving from one tittie to the other and my buds were all like tingly. I can't believe I am telling you this!" And neither could Jason who was going to erupt at any moment. He wasn't aware that Julie knew what he was doing but to hear Aimee tell her story was one of the most erotic experiences he had ever had. To think a 14 or. I remember pulling out the silverware drawer. I remember pulling out the knife my mother used to cut vegetables when she cooked. Slowly, knife in hand, I walked back into my bedroom. I sat on the floor and leaned against my closet door, something I had done since childhood. I was always afraid of what was hiding in the dark and I thought leaning against the door would keep them from escaping. Slowly, I stretched my left arm out straight. With the knife, I traced the scars of my old wounds. I.