Too Late for AFTSD

Gibbous

12/04/2001

But here it is anyway.

I visited my current ATF recently. I had tried to spend time with her twice in recent weeks. The first time, I got to the club around 5PM and spent all my money by 9. She didn't start until 10, and I couldn't wait, and besides, I'd just be bummed to have nothing to spend on her. (I wrote about that night on ASS-C.)

The second time, there was an error on the dancer's schedule on the web page, and she wasn't scheduled at all.

Third time was the charm, however.

I walked in and spied her sitting and chatting with another customer. I couldn't tell if she saw me because it was so dark that I could just barely tell if it was her... her tanned skin nearly invisible next to her light-emitting skimpy costume powered by the black lights in the room.

I guess I am becoming somewhat of a regular when several dancers ask how I've been... or say "I told her you were looking for her". But we've seen those top ten lists already.

When we finally got some time together, I agreed to one couch dance. It took only moments to remember why she's my favorite. And, she's gotten better. While she still has her lines that will not be crossed, there were new thrills... eskimo kisses, tickling my cheek with her eyelashes, sharing her breath with me... all new.

I splurged for an hour of her time in the VIP lounge. We were the only people in the room, except for the damnable bouncer, and when we were done, the club had closed and I was the last customer to leave.

It was just really nice to have someone enjoy being in my arms for a while. If it weren't so expensive, I would have let her spend the entire hour that way, but she worked hard for most of the time, and as one dancer directed, I think of it as touch therapy.

Too bad it's not deductable.

Gib