I plunk in some quarters and move back to you."Come on." Now what?" The reason we're here. To dance. Just you and me."I hold out my hand and you come ...out to me with a touch of reluctance. I shove a few chairs away and take you in my arms as Albert Collins' If Trouble Were Money starts up, pulsing out from the big speakers hidden behind the sidewall curtains, deep and penetrating in the soul.I pull you in close and hold you hard, swaying to the deep blues. I nuzzle your neck and you turn your. I knew Rick would never wear that kind of thing, so this was always going to be as close as I would ever get to spit roasting Pixie. But as my strokes started to quicken I could see Rick's toes start to curl as his balls started to twitch and guessed he was filling up Pixie's pussy with hot stick cum, I didn't want to risk being seen or heard, so used his ecstasy as my means to get back to my room. I lay on the bed, heart pounding as I went over and over what I had just seen and the way Pixie. ‘I mean, *huge*, definitely way bigger than … like at least a double-D or something. In fact, I think that could be why I’m topless, I mean, there is literally no way these would fit in those clothes.’ ‘Wow. Okay. Fair enough, I guess,’ replied the voice. ‘And they’re also just really … {sensitive},’ explained the patient, whispering the last word like it was a scandal. ‘Sensitive? Like, sore?’ ‘Well, yeah, kinda. But also like … you know, {sensitive}.’ She paused again, and then whispered,. I can depend on your discretion ... can't I?"I nodded. I mean what else could I do, blow the whistle on her? She'd end up fired or maybe even in jail, and I'd be grounded until hell froze over and then warmed up again. "I understand," I said. "Don't worry about it."Her expression lightened considerably. "Thank you, I can't tell you how much this means to me." Listen, about last night ... I want to tell you something," I said. "Katey and I stepped into the club's meeting room so we could have.