A few more indulgent table dances went by, then an older man in a black suit came into the bar. He looked at Camilla as she was lap dancing Brian, and..., recognizing her, his eyes locked on hers. Don’t you remember our date tonight? he mentally asked her. No such date had actually been arranged, but in her mind, the ‘memory’ of such an arrangement suddenly popped up, seeming as real as if they actually had made a date. Embarrassed with her ‘faulty’ memory, Camilla suddenly got off of Brian’s lap.. For me, I did not gave it too much thought anymore, I had been fantasizing wildly about it and had a somewhat sore right hand because of that.So I said ok, what else could I do? I told her that I would do it and teach her about everything there is to teach about feelings, emotions, every aspect of sex but I wasn't sure and could not promise if I would go all the way. She would have to learn about her own sexuality first.In this part of the world the women are not what they seem in bed, they are. I just finished shaving my pussy. I was just testing to see if I got it all.” She seemed to be breathing deeply. “Mmmm. Tell me more.”“I know you like it as smooth as a teenager. First I trimmed it with a hair clipper, then I used lubricated gel to lather it up and carefully shaved it with a razor.” She drew a deep breath. “Then I rinsed it with cool water and now I’m working aloe vera cream into it. First along my inner thighs, then up over my mound.”The stimulus was almost too much,. .you don't..." Oneof the priests gestured, sending Bob sprawling backwards as if struck."HE WILL PARTAKE!" the priest insisted. Resigning myself, I followedthe priest's orders.Shaking a bit, I walked as the priest pulled me up to the lady they hadchosen earlier, still standing up on their odd wooden table. Walking mebehind her, they had me stand up behind her. "You shall both standmotionless until the rite is performed." One of the priests commanded.The woman glanced back at me, our locked eyes.