"Men are like children when it comes to sex," Barbara thought to herself."Men are like children when it comes to sex," Barbara thought to herself. But she couldn't react to Guy's advances because she was too worried about what he would do if he found out that he was trying to put the make on a man dressed as a woman. She only wanted the dance to end so she could return to her table and the security Tony offered. "I like dancing with you, Barbara. You really turn me on." Guy whispered in her ear. He moved against her again, pressing his cock tightly against her body; this time all the coyness was gone from his actions. "I can feel that you're excited, Guy. Maybe we should stop dancing and get something to drink...that might cool us both off." Barbara tried to be offhanded about his approach to her but she was beginning to be scared about what it was all leading to. "I know just the place for a good, relaxing drink," Guy said and pulled her across the floor toward the front door of the Penthouse Club. "The bar in the back of my limousine has the best booze you can buy. And it's quiet so we can talk...or whatever." Barbara stopped in the middle of the floor and put up her hands. "Wait a minute, I'm not going anywhere except back to the table and my friend Tony." She turned on her heel and started across the floor in the opposite direction. |