They laughed and joked as they watched the topless female dancers on the bar stage in front of them. The man was giving Anita some dollar bills to put... in the girls garters for him. After a while he was stuffing the bills down her blouse. She did not pull them out to give the girls and when he asked her why she told him it would be better if he retrieved the bills and gave them to the girls himself. It was obvious that he was waiting for the invitation because he immediately started fishing down. The ad stated that they had to meet at the bar I chose, which was one I went to rarely, used only to meet people from online. Dark, busy enough, plenty of secluded booths. This couple had sent me a clothed pic of them, so I had an idea of who was coming. Nothing worse than introducing yourself to the wrong couple, "Hey, Im here to bone your slutty wife," oops, my bad. They looked good walking in the door, I had no doubt on these two. She had on slut wear, stockings, heels, mini, she was showing. Everything was funded again until right after the next Olympic trials. None of the girls on her team had qualified.Tatyana explained that it had nothing to do with the skill of her gymnasts. The old school Russians wanted only gymnasts from well-known male trainers to compete. It did not matter that girls from Tatyana’s team outscored the mainstream Russian gymnasts nine times out of ten in every event during the Olympic trials. All of her funding was pulled back and she was ordered to disband.. "Oh, I see you really like it huh.." She said as she pulled away, winking. She noticed the large bulge in my pants before I even had "Uh.." I laughed, "Yeah, I guess so!" I said as I turned beet red, her smiling like a little devil the whole time. After paying, and having Chloe thank me a hundred more times, we returned to the car, and headed towards home. "That was so sweet of you, thanks so much for the dress, Daddy!" She said, gazing at me with her bright green eyes, thinking nothing of.