Since i did a good job, he was ready to do offer me more work so he offered to meet me at a lounge for drinks one late summer afternoon. I got there a...nd he introduced me to his wife. Beautiful tall women with long skinny legs, light brown hair, amazing body. She was younger, somewhere in her 40s. We had an amazing time, talking about different things over drinks, A bit too many for me as it turned out.He invited me over his place for more drinks. I could'nt drive so he offered me a lift in his. Often, at the bend of a traffic red light, I could see the gazessupported by single men, who demonstrated if necessary, my power ofattractiveness.When i arrived at the club, a porter opened the door to me saying goodevening, Mademoiselle. That evening, when i arrived, around 10:30 p.m.,the people started to arrive, we saw the dance floors, little by littlefilling up with a few transvestites and especially a lot of males. Danceclub, there were several small rooms, all interconnected with. “We could have a fun afternoon,” she wrote. Finally Friday arrived, the minutes dragged like hours until a noon dismissal. I slid into the car to be greeted with her fresh, new hair style. “Do you like it? My sisters told me it was time to change it up a little,” she asked. “Looks great Mom,” I replied. As we moved away from the curb she hiked up her skirt a little, exposing her thigh and a nylon covered view of a blue and pink splotch of spider veins…something that made me feel I was. " I..." you have no idea how to answer that.The woman sighed, rolling her eyes again and leaning forward, propping her chin on her hands. "Look, I've done this before. I'm just going to skip the questions and tell you what you were going to ask. No, I'm not here to steal your soul, no, you're not dreaming. No, you're not dead. No, I'm not a demon. No, I'm not an angel. No, I don't work for God. And no, not the devil either. I only exist in your mind so far as you're concerned, again, still not.