Other tables moving back towards the bar are on rising levels. Up the ramp leads to the private suites. These look down around the stage about four o...r five feet. So both levels have a very close view of the acts. But neither can really touch the dancers. Instead, there are shelves and tubes that shuttle the money into a bin for the girls. To get to stroke or more, visitors must pay for lap dances and such.There is a high level of respect in The Blue Angel, and customers who do not follow. After a bit, I fell asleep there, thinking about the Hispanic guy. I awoke to someone’s hand on my thigh, rubbing up and down, slowly moving up farther and farther each time. Not quite being awake, my first thought was it was my step-brother. But then I remembered that he was gone for a couple of weeks and it couldn’t be him. I woke up suddenly startled, to look into the face of the guy who had been mowing next door. A little startled, I started to say something and he just smiled, holding his. Yes Glenn is a nice guy and he has a nice smile but Paul cares about you and you don't want to ruin that. As I slipped on my heels and straightened my wig I slowly turned around in the dressing Room looking to see myself in the mirror. But there wasn't a mirror to be found. Soon I heard Glenn's voice call from outside of the dressing room. "Sorry I don't have a mirror in the dressing rooms you'll have to come out on to the sales floor if you want to see yourself."I really did want to see what I. " I said, "I hope so, I am wasted." I dozed in and out of sleep. I heard Sally and Billie whispering to Sue, "I thought you said we could not hurt him with sex at his age?" Sue said, "We can't, he probably just gave out a double amount of semen with that prostate massage, and his body is trying to manufacture more, plus, we have added another woman, so he is fucking nearly twice as much as he is used to. We need to get some fluids and food into him. With his activity level, I don't think we can.