I spied the girl from the cafe and she gave me a wave, definitely a follow up required, glad I changed the sheets. The patrons were the usual ones for... this type of dance, mainly young girls with a smattering of matrons. The music started a new set and one of the matrons latched onto me."Come on young feller, nice to have a bit of fresh blood here, staying long?" By this time we were on the floor tripping the light fantastic, or at least my version of it."No love, just passing through, the. "Even when theyweren't messed up, the women often withheld sex frommen. Voluntarily! And almost all of the women worepants a lot of the time and rarely wore skirts, heelsand stockings."That was all I needed to hear. I was going to havethat movie burned and the filmmakers exiled to someremote island. Imagine filling children's heads withsuch ridiculous nonsense.But first things first. "Donny, Marie, I want you todismiss those idiotic notions of that stupid movie andgive each other several. "Of course you can darling, is there anything else you want while we're here?"He shakes his head at me and grins cheekily.Behind the counter the assistant doesn't see his hand slip underneath the hem of my skirt and certainly doesn't see his fingers stroking the naked flesh of my thighs above my stockings."No I don't think so thank you mummy"I part my legs slightly and smile as he worms a finger under my panties, it slides up in between the lips of my cunt and a small gasp escapes from my. " How did you hear about the Agency?" Oh, um, a friend of a friend who knew a friend who kind of let it slip the other day when we were having coffee together. How she heard about you I have no idea. I don't think she got it from The Times job section somehow." she smiled.Molly laughed. "No, I guess not," she nodded, "What about the spanking? What made you apply for this kind of work? It's not exactly what you would call a normal trade with prospects that you can talk to other people about. Do.