Love and concern etched on every inch. In a quiet and hurt voice, Sue started the conversation. “How could you ever think I don’t love you anymore... and wanted to leave you for Francis?” Seeing the look on Sue’s face and hearing her voice, I suddenly felt silly and ridiculous for ever having entertained such thoughts. The human voice is a veritable rainbow when it comes to communicating feelings. In those few words, Sue’s tone managed to communicate love, hurt and more than a little exasperation.. She sarts to talk to me and tellsme she has a female friend that wants to have sex with her but she tells her no cause shes straight and i told her the she was a beautfull women and i could understand why her friend liked her so i confessed and told her i liked her but i respected her. she told me that i was really nice i she never expected it from me but she was ok with it. after a wile dancing she take off her top and starts to give me a lap dance i was soo hungry for her but i didnt touch. I picked the towel up and by standing behind her I put my hand in front to drape the towel around her. While doing that I brushed my hands against her busty tits and they shook a bit.She moved to adjust herself in the towel. I held the towel holding it at the back of her and tied it to her neck. The towel was like an apron covering her from the front but bare naked from the back. The knot I tied was loose and the towel fell again. I picked it up and repeated the same again by tying a knot. I found out about this place from some of the girls at the office, they'd come here for lunch sometimes and I had gone with them on occasions. I noticed a familiar face at the dartboard and struggled to remember where I had seen her before. She came up to the bar and noticed me right off. "Rose Brooks?" she inquired. "Yes, that's me" I replied still racking my brain as to where I had seen her. "Remember me? I was in line with you when I was renewing my drivers license, Ann Andrews.' She reached.