" "I'll let you know, Sam. I'm not sure that Cheryl is crazy about the idea of me going to a strip club." "Vic, you should take her with you," Sam sai...d. "I couldn't believe how the girls were so attracted to that chick I was with. Rumor has it that most strippers are lesbians anyway, and I'm sure that there aren't many women that frequent the clubs. It could be that seeing a woman gets their juices flowing, in a manner of speaking. Besides, Cheryl might like the extra attention, you never. "He seemed fine with that and dragged me behind him toward thelaundry room. When he got me there, I tried to take some control overthe situation. I wrapped my arms around his neck and said, "LookKyle, I have to tell you, it's just not a good time for me, if youknow what I mean," implying that I was on the rag.He grinned at me and said, "Then you know what you have to do.Because I'm not walking out of here without getting somesatisfaction. So, you better make up your mind sweetie. What's itgonna. I thought it only happened when she smiled. She said, “Thank you, Andrew. That was the most beautiful thing that’s every happened to me.”I was still apprehensive. “I wasn’t too rough with you?”She smiled a little, a lovely warm smile. “No, you weren’t too rough. You were a bit overwhelming. But sometimes it’s wonderful to be overwhelmed.”“I promise that if we do it again, I’ll take my time and be gentle. Something came over me just now. I wasn’t myself.”She laughed. Her laugh was rich and. My step mother would be proud. If she only knew, if she only knew, I thought.Make-up was next. In the bathroom, I took my step mom's make up kit from the closet and set it on the counter. Eyeliner went on first -- heavy black eyeliner. Then lots of mascara. A bit of blush on the cheeks. Finally, I spread on some rose-red lipstick and stepped back for a look in the mirror.I was hot, which meant it was show time.I took the video camera off the shelf of my parent's closet, set it on a tripod in.