You run your hands slowly up and down my legs, all the while moving them closer and closer to my aroused lips. You watch, a definite bulge rising in m...y pants. I begin to feel a bit uncomfortable, so you reach down to adjust it. You notice this, give a smile of appreciation, and move one hand to fondle and caress your breast I approach you, kiss you, your lips first, then your neck, weaving my way to your breasts. I throw my head back, enjoying the sensations you are evoking.My mouth closes. I look at my clock again 11:45pm, I lay down again close my eyes and try to think of a warm place where I’m safe and no-one can hurt me, my sanctuary. I start to nod off then I hear a noise that sounds like a thud on the hard wood floor, then a voice, deep and smooth, that sounds like it should belong to an older man, then another voice, it was a woman’s voice that said “That’s her, the one we have been looking for, wake her”, they don’t turn on the lights, I try to scream, but something tells. Her life was working to provide for her twelve year old all thai son. His father died right after she got pregnant. She had lived with his parents to care for baby, she went to massage work and got her own shop. Money was hard there, most got massage in bangkok before they came, or rushing to leave. \I did my feel her leg and if she did not stop me, her ass. She was ok with it. Told her she looked good, she feels good. she told me the I am thai woman forty and no one wants woman that old. Man. .. they will see my ... please you promised...” I whined clutching the tiny folds of material.“I want to see those titties up there when you dance – you know not all the girls take off their panties on stage – you fuckin’ do what you want to – but I want titties.” he said turning me toward the back room. I headed back to get changed while Mister Gamboni nodded to the DJ that I would be dancing next. The room was empty as most of the girls had left for the night or were working the floor. I was.