..and he doesnt respect me. I mean...i know im a dancer and all but i deserve respect. Its a profession not a way of life. I mean dont get me wrong......i like getting rough in bed...but i want it to end with a little respect."I was silent for a moment..taking in what she had just said to me. I weighed my words carefully before i spoke. "Sloane...first of all...im sorry to hear that you two broke up..i know that you liked him. But you are right. He didnt treat you well. And to be quite honest it. “He has? When?” I whispered.“He touches me when we do the show, I thought you knew.”“I didn’t know, I don’t know anything about his act,” I whispered, “He touches you?”“I will tell you everything later,” Amy whispered as the song ended and we kissed passionately.“His turn to dance with you,” I whispered as we broke from our kiss.Amy smiled, “So you are okay with me?”“Perfect babe, more than okay.”They danced together again and once again, his hands were all over her ass. His face was nestled on. She looked at me with a light of understanding lighting up her eyes. On her knees, her face was at the same height as my nearly rock hard penis, and she proceeded softly and delicately, teasing it with her tongue, slipping it into that warm mouth of hers every so often. Driving me absolutely wild with the sensation of what she was doing to me. Now as the build up of intensity and rhythm and the effort that it took to get me there, there was the problem of me laying on my back and her doing all. "I mean okay, Carl."The Blob...~ ahem ~...Carl, outlines the details again."I am from a race of beings, known as the Voorkaans, that live in the void between alternate realities. From time to time, we are given the opportunity to leave our realm and enter one of the many, almost infinite, realities that exist. We do so to learn and experience from other beings, and occasionally influence certain events for our entertainment. Ha ha ha..."Carl stops for a moment. You can't help but think that.