Lapdance (MF, rom, exh) by SafeWord *** No sex - short - real life situation. *** He sits alone, a big man, solid, mature. Gold gleams, on his neck, on his huge hands. I move close, beside him. He smells nice, his hair, his skin. Clean. We talk, about, my home, my real home. Far away and my wistful dreams. A family someday, a small house, children. He listens, really listens. All the while, we laugh, joke, together. I ask him, a private dance, perhaps? He smiles, asks questions. I tell him, the price, the rules. The no contact rule. The no touching rule. He laughs, agrees. I lead him, to the back. Into the darkness of a quiet spot. I lied... Rules... Not for this man. If he wants to... touch me... He can... Anywhere! SafeWord -------------------------------------------------------- This story is the work, property and copyright of the author. Any reproduction in any form, requires the express written consent of the author.