.. Shower! Big, steamy, hot loooong, soapy, loving, shower! And we're squeaky clean a half-hour later and I'm drying my hair while Dan shaves., then h...e helps me brush it out. And neither of us has a stitch of clothes on. Don't need 'em. Not for what we have in mind.The room has two queen beds. One to play in, one to sleep in. We turn back the covers on the 'play' bed. You know, in one of those quiet, lazy, drifting times after we've just made love, I was laying full length on top of Dan, toying. "Ok my friend, time to pull down that zipper of yours and let her mouth work on your noble Chinese cock, but you must pay first," Michael chuckled and made the 'come on, give me the money' gesture."Oh of course," the Chinese boy said and handed his bills to Michael who took it and jammed the money in his pocket and turned to Marie."Slave, I want you to go to him, he pointed at the first Chinese boy, get on your knees and give him a blowjob," Michael commanded."Yes Master," Marie replied with a. He was not terribly attractive, but seemed nice. “Nice to meet you Ellen. Well, Peter explained that you're just dancing tonight only. You can go into the dressing room. Pick out any costume you want to wear. We're nude, so eventually you'll be naked. Have fun do what you want. The dances are thirty minutes. Whatever cash you're given, you can keep. Peter said you'll do a few lap dances. After your dance, we'll take you to the lap dance section.” I just smiled, and Peter and I got up and went. I see. You, who happened to be, literally and figuratively, strapped to a fucking table, are issuing me, who is walking freely around said table, a warning. Mmmm, do you fail to see the irony here or is it just me? Why can't you just man up and 'tap out' so to speak. It's easy, just admit I am better...and smarter. Just tell me how inferior your skills are to mine. It's really just that simple to... 'save your ass' so to speak." you said with a mischievious snarl.I looked up to catch your gaze.