Beth use to be an erotic dancer, Ann ran a brothel at one point; Veronica was a dominatrix at one point. They all made enough money to retired but the...y still dabble into the old haunts. They all were in pretty good shape. They all were very busy and tone due to working out. Beth was black with short black hair and big hazel, Ann had giant milky tits from her time as a nurse made she had curly blond hair and motherly way about her. She was white with deep blue eyes. Veronica was a tall leggy. ..Maybe if you should just continue with thisposition, just until you found something else." She said cautiously.Jordan couldn't believe what he was hearing. He looked at his wife witha shocked look."You've got to be kidding me!" Jordan was livid. "This is unbelievable.I didn't want to even do this in the first place, but you pushed, yousaid it was going to be funny. Even after I finally agreed to this, Itold you that this was a one time thing and I wasn't going to bedressing like this after. Mellow notes started to invade the room. I always loved the Blues and Jazz music, and to hear it played by one, so stunning, was a joy to behold. The music did not invade, but complimented the erotic sounds that emanated from the whole place. As the stage started to rotate, the pianist spoke softly into her microphone. It would take the stage an hour to complete a single three hundred and sixty-degree rotation; ten minutes in each section, even I could work out that Maths.The pianist played. There was a single light bulb in the ceiling at the far corner from the door. The place even SMELLED like a torture chamber would smell: Damp, musty and very old. There was a rickety, old-looking, wooden chair in the middle of the room. Attached to the chair legs, were leather cuffs, which gave me the chills when I thought of my dear, sweet, little, young wife conceiving of such punishments; much less, the fact that we were going to carry them out, right now! On her cousin, no less!I knew.