Manny sat beside Kim on that couch in the VIP room, to her right, just as Griffin had. He had his hand in his jacket pocket, surreptitiously screwing the lid off the jar of Cream and dipping his index and long fingers into it as he chatted with her. His facial tic, a twitching of his right cheek and blinking of his right eye every five to ten seconds, was useful in distracting her from what his fingers were doing.
"I'm sorry," Kim said, trying to ignore his twitching. "I forgot your name."
"Manny Egan-Olmi," he said. "And you're 'Commodity', right?"
"Kim Aditti," she corrected. "'Come, Oddity' is my stage name."
"Right," he said. "Commodity."
"Come, Oddity." She stressed the pause in between the words.
"Right. Commodity." He gave not even the slightest pause.
"Whatever." Prince's song, 'Cream,' began to play. "Shall I start?"
"Absolutely," he said. "What an appropriate song for my lap-dance."
"If you're anything like your brother Griff, it is," she said. Now standing before him, she was swaying her hips to the beat as he stroked her leg with his un-Creamed hand.
She put her knees against his groin and pushed them against his hard-on, which was nowhere near as impressive as his brother's. Practically insulted, she assumed the much-older Manny was much less of a man in bed.
She got up close and blew in his ear. His clean hand stroked her breast. "OK," she said. "You can touch me all over, but not inside. I wanna leave a little mystery."
"I see," he said, putting his Creamed fingers on her vulva and spreading the Cream all over, from clit to perineum.
"Ooh!" she squealed, instantly too horny to think about the Cream she'd felt him smearing on her. "How is it...I'm always getting...horny...from a man's touch? Ah!" As he slid his Creamed fingers inside her vagina, making her squeal all the louder, he dipped the fingers of his other hand in the jar.
Those fingers then rubbed Cream all over her breasts, making her nipples tingle and her heart race with excitement. His other fingers pulled out of her cunt and reached forward to Cream up her asshole; his index finger then went an inch inside.
"Oh!" she moaned. "I don't...normally...let guys...stick their fingers...inside me...Ah!...but I can...make an...exception...for you and...your brother...Oh!"
Next, Manny rubbed some Cream on some crucial parts of her body--her forehead, ears, and nostrils. With the Cream quickly seeping inside, it would soon make contact with her brain, and the hallucinatory effects would take place almost immediately. She was now totally in his power.
The whole room, in her eyes, was as bright and colourful as if she'd dropped a big hit of LSD; her whole body was tingling as if she'd swallowed a pill of ecstasy. She looked at Manny's face, but instead of seeing the facial tic, she saw faces of former boyfriends, men she imagined herself reconciled with...men, had she been sober, that she'd never have been reconciled to.
