She showed me that sitting straight caused my breasts to highlight my dress.She showed me that sitting straight caused my breasts to highlight my dress. I was pleased. As Renee continued, I honestly grew more interested. She demonstrated how to hold a cigarette and even how to gently puff at it, not take long drags, like a man. When I wasn't using my hands, I learned how to tuck them properly on my lap. She even commented on my walk as I had entered the bar. I learned a lot. Looking at the clock, I was shocked to discover that more than an hour had passed. Renee noticed this and said that there was only one more thing to learn. She instructed me to get the money off the table and grab my purse and follow her. I rose, just as Renee has told me to. I did just fine until I discovered that my right leg had fallen asleep. Shaking a bit, I was able to revive it and suggestively shaking my hips slightly from side to side, I followed Renee to the exit. The restroom! I hadn't considered that. I grabbed her arm and said, " I can't go in there" She just laughed and maneuvered me into the sacred door that proclaimed, "LADIES". I was mortified. When inside, Renee almost cried, she laughed so hard. Between sobs, she asked, "Just who do you think uses the Ladies room in a gay bar? Come, let's get busy." I finally found out why it takes women so long in the restroom. Undoing this and that, pulling up slips and dresses etc. |