"Pamela, may I escort you to your high school dance and reunion?"There was a squeal and Pamela landed on my lap, trying to kiss me. Janis was laughing... at her antics. I held her off. "This comes with restrictions you must abide by before I take you. You have to leave me alone to work on my book until I pick you up. Can you agree to that?" I certainly can. I'll even cook and do your laundry and go grocery shopping and wash your car. In return, you do have to promise to kiss me at the end of the. I sit opposite you on the couch occasionally opening my legs slightly giving you a glimpse of my bulge. You see I'm a sissy too and get upset, I come over to comfort you, stroking the inside of your thigh and whisper "don't worry darling I know your secret and I won't tell if you do what I tell you"."Miss I've been hiding this secret for 18 years, I'm so ashamed" "Please miss I'll do ANYTHING if you don't tell"I return to my seat and tell you to come and sit on my lap. As you do I can feel. "Tareif looked at him, "Sire?"Martin nodded. "It's what I would do." He said. "The Iranians attempted a similar move during the Invasion of Iran in 2063. They sent a flight of their best pilots in allied planes right on the tail end of an allied air strike. They followed them all the way back to the allied air field." Did they succeed sire?" Tareif asked.Martin shook his head. "They got to within six miles of the airfield, just as the last planes were landing. They had squawked friendly IFF. It took me back to my younger years when I first started going to strip clubs. I was just amazed that places like this actually existed where women's sexuality was put so openly on display. I knew it was a lot for my sister to take in and process.I whispered to Jen that her tip depended on how much fun Jess had in the next hour. She nodded, in complete understanding.The drinks arrived, and the hour began.Jennifer was amazing; far sexier than she was out on the main floor. She began by.