She was now fully exposed to him. Her soft lower belly and the cleft of her womanhood parted in just the narrowest chasm but the depths were lost from... view. Travis thought to himself quietly for a bit. He was terribly curious to know if what he thought had happened in fact did, or had it been a very vivid dream. He knew the risk of asking. If it had happened as it thought surely it had, then Brandi may feel badly that he didn’t remember it as importantly as she did and then even worse if she. Cowboy was a six-and-a-half-foot black American stud, who was said to have been a pro basketball player of some note who had retreated to Bangkok in the face of possible charges for point shaving and racketeering.In Bangkok, Cowboy had built a small empire of girlie bars in the Phatpong tenderloin district, the most notable one of which was named, appropriately enough, Cowboy’s. By the 80s you could find a Cowboy-owned bar featuring every form of sexual interest you could think of in Bangkok,. Around 10:30 we went to the dance club, paid the door charge and headed in. The place was totally packed and it must have been 10 people deep waiting to get to the bar. The girls headed to the ladies room and I jumped in with the mass of people to grab some cocktails. I had only been waiting for maybe 2-3 minutes when I felt a hand rubbing my butt through my skirt. I brushed it away trying not to make a scene. The crowd wasn't really progressing. I was still quite a ways from the bar, and now. It was then that I realized I had an erection. Oh God. Had I been hard when I was in Les's room? Had she seen anything? Is that why she was so cold? I looked at my face in the mirror and said "For God's sake, she's your sister." It didn't do any good.I got in the shower and let the water play on me. It was hot by now and felt good on my back. I turned around, let my chin rest on my chest, closed my eyes and just stood there with the hot water playing on my head. And then I took myself in my.