The Voyeur and the Exhibitionist
written by:
DG Hear

The Voyeur and the Exhibitionist By DG Hear

This story is a bit different from most of my stories. It could go in a number of different categories. A big thank you to Estragon for his editing and making it a much better read.

Chapter 1

I've been a voyeur for as long as I can remember. You would think my parents were from the flower child and peace movements. Pretty much free love and all. For most of my life we lived in a gated area overlooking a lake. Our enclave had maybe fifty houses in it. We were such good friends with the other families that it probably seemed like a commune, but we were all just friends. It was what you'd call an elite area and had strict building codes.

Most residents lived there year around, like us, but other used theirs as a summer home. Our house overlooked the beach area. I would often sit in my room with binoculars and watch all the goings on.

My parents named me William after my father. When I got older it pissed me off because they nicknamed my Dad ‘Big Willie' and me ‘Little Willie'. When I became a teenager I told them to call me Bill, little Willie just didn‘t hack it. They named my sister Summer since she was born in July.

I had seen most everything sexual there is to see with my view of the beach. I moved out of the house and in with a couple of guy friends after I graduated. My sister, who is two years older than me, was already pregnant and had gotten married. I'm willing to bet I saw the day she got impregnated by her boyfriend up close and personal.

They had dated since high school and I could see them alone in the beach area late at night. You would be surprised what you can see under a full moon, with a real good pair of Nikons.

This story is about my life after leaving my parents' house. I got a job out of high school at a local super market. I stocked shelves and did whatever else I was asked to do. My two friends and I rented a house with three bedrooms. We all had jobs and shared most everything. Even a few women.

I dated but never had what I would call a steady girlfriend. We would usually break up after a few weeks. I had sex with a number of girls, or maybe you'd call them women, but I got off more watching other people have sex or seeing my buddies fuck their girlfriends. Other times I might go to a porno movie and watch the people watching the movie having sex rather than watching the movie myself.

I guess it is kind of a fetish. I always kept in great shape. I worked out at least three times a week and my body showed it. I know it's bragging but I knew I looked good. I would often talk with older women in the store. I loved looking at their bodies and I didn't hide the fact. In fact it got me quite a few dates.

You would be surprised how many married couples were looking for a threesome. That's where I would come in. I would enjoy a man letting me watch him fuck his wife as much as doing her myself. I even brought a woman along sometimes for a swap. Watching my date fuck another man while his wife joined in was quite exciting.

One day I was offered a full time job as a beer deliveryman, helping an older driver. He would be retiring in a few years and I would have the right to purchase his route. I jumped at the chance. I always thought a delivery job would be a pretty stable position. Especially delivering beer products.

I know that I became a voyeur because of the way I grew up. Even at twenty-one I was still looking at women, especially if they have a little bit of exhibitionist in them. I believe most women do. They might not be cheaters or out having one affair after another, but I truly believe most like being looked at. Seriously looked at.

I need to explain myself a little better. I do not consider myself as a pervert. I don't sneak around looking in people's bedroom windows or changing rooms at the beach.

I do believe if she's going to hang ‘em out, I can check ‘em out. It makes me laugh when women come out on a public beach in something equal to two Band-Aids and a cork and act like they are disgusted because you looked at them. Christ woman! Cover up or put on a one-piece suit for Pete's sake. Only thing is I'll check you out anyway but will see less.

My buddies and I joined a nudist colony for two years. We went in the summer months. I have to say that is where I met a lot of couples who like to share. I guess going to nudist colonies makes me think a little different than most other guys. I've seen so many naked bodies that after a while you kind of stop looking, unless a woman comes on the beach with maybe just her bikini bottoms on. Then your mind wants to know what's underneath, trimmed muff or shaved?

One thing for sure, there are no hidden tattoos at a nudist colony. I do have to say that most nudist colonies or beaches usually have older patrons attend. I would guess the average age would be late forties to fifties. It's probably why my buddies and I were quite popular.

****

On with my story. My job helping on the delivery routes took me to a lot of bars and clubs. I checked out most of the stops and the clientele. I do have to say I've seen people from all walks of life. I want to focus on one particular gentlemen's club.

I was now twenty-five and had moved into my own apartment. Both of my roommates got married. I attended both weddings as best man. I couldn't see myself getting married. I never found any woman that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.

I saw both of my buddies having sex with their wives before they got married. As a voyeur it was interesting but I wondered what it would be like if I let people watch me have sex with someone I really cared for. I guess I was a bit mixed up in the head.

Anyway at the Players' Club they did serve beer and mixed drinks. They also had strippers and performers. It was unlike any other bar or club that I have ever been in. I think the only reason they let me join was because I was their beer driver. Mel became my friend and he was the manager of the club.

There was a stage and a pole for the girls to dance on. The girls were paid a nightly salary plus their tips. They would start being fully dressed and start working their way down to being nude, if they chose to be. There were tip jars at both ends of the stage to put tips in. The more tips, the more they would take off.

The dancers could stop at any time they wanted to. Of course the more that came off the more that went into the tip jars. Some would get down to their g-string and the clientele could stuff bills into their panties. It had to be at least a ten dollar bill, seeing you would be touching the dancer.

There was two more steps to the dancer's routine. They could strip completely if they chose and would give lap dances but you weren't allowed to touch them; at least in the main lounge area. If you wanted more you could offer to take them to a back room. The price depended on what you wanted.

A voyeur could go back in the hall behind the room and watch the sex happening for fifty dollars. That was a hell of a lot of money to watch someone have sex. I went back and watched one time but I ended up paying fifty dollars for something I could see in any porno movie house for less than half the price.

I do have to admit that the women that worked at this gentlemen's club were top notch. I would have to say most looked like in shape college co-eds. I had been coming there maybe once or twice a week on a week night. The manager, Mel, told me that it got really busy on Friday and Saturday nights. He also had some of his best girls that worked those nights.

I decided to come in the following Friday. One thing I found out right off the bat was that drinks were higher. It was ten dollars for whatever you wanted to drink. You could also have the dancers sit with you but you had to pay twenty-five dollars for their company and buy their drinks also. They had a time limit of fifteen minutes. There were over a dozen dancers on the weekend plus the girls serving the drinks and I have to say they were beautiful.

You could also drink with some of the waitresses and there wasn't the twenty-five dollar fee. As you can tell, this was a rather high class place. You would be spending some big money if you took up some of the offers. I didn't see anyone around my age, twenty-five. Most were probably in their forties, fifties and older. Now and then I did see a few that might be younger, like in their thirties.

Generally speaking I felt a little out of place. There was no way I had the money to compete. I did throw fives into the tip jars but rarely asked for company. Hell, I was paying ten bucks for a beer that I sold to the club for a buck fifty or less.

You could imagine what it cost to play pool or bumper pool with these women. It might cost me a couple of hundred dollars to come here twice a week, but it was worth it. And that was watching how I spent my money.

On Friday I got a seat near the back. The old geezers had sewn up the front seats. One old guy off to the side smiled at me. "Hi, I'm George." My first thought was could he be gay? He was sitting with another mature man.

"Our friend Joe couldn't make it tonight. Would you like to have his seat here in the front table? The show is much better from down here," said George.

I saw Mel and he nodded that George was an ok guy. He told me later that George's wife passed away a couple of years ago and he had become a regular. I went ahead and moved into the empty seat. George shook my hand and asked me my name.

"I'm Bill. I've been here a few times but this is the first weekend night that I've come here."

"Oh, the weekends are so much more fun. The girls really get into it. You're lucky that Crystal is here tonight. She's our favorite. She only performs one weekend a month.

"This is my brother Gus. We both retired a couple of years back. We owned a manufacturing business together and sold it. When it was time to enjoy ourselves, my Mary passed away. I'm seventy and Gus here is sixty-eight. His wife is still living but she's glad to get rid of him once in a while.

"So, what to you do for a living, Bill?" asked George.

"Well, to be honest I drive a beer truck. This club is one of my stops and one day I asked Mel about joining. He accepted my application and here I am. I have to be honest and say everything is priced a little over my head. I do love looking at the ladies though."

"We were wondering what you did for a living. Most of these old guys are businessmen and a lot are retired. A good number of the younger men you see are probably guests. Under club rules you can be a visitor here three times. A lot of the businessmen use that to impress their clients."

George and Gus were a couple of nice old guys. They told me all about the club rules and even how many guys get tossed out on their ear. There were four bouncers and they didn't put up with any shit when it came to the ladies. Foul mouths or touching the ladies will get you thrown out pretty quickly. There were a few exceptions if the girls agreed to it.

Again they told me it was time for Crystal. I asked them what was so special about her. All the women I had seen in the club were gorgeous. It would have to be something different if she was to stand out in this group of women.

"You'll see," said Gus. "She's special and an untouchable. That makes her all the more appealing."

George added, "She also is not a dancer. She's one of the few that does like a little play. They always bring out props. Sometimes it's like she comes home and gets ready for bed. Other times she changes clothes like she is going out. She has even had a shower routine where she takes a shower on stage. She has another woman come out and rinse her off."

"It's like peeking through someone's bedroom or bathroom window while they are doing their thing. Believe me she is special," said Gus.

"What did you mean when you said she was untouchable?" I asked.

Gus replied. "Most of the ladies can be bought for a price. Granted the price might be extremely high in some cases, but can still be bought. Most sexual appetites can be bought in the back room. Light touching can go on out here when placing money in the g-string.

"There is no touching during lap dances. It's a pretty strict rule. Crystal is a complete untouchable. To the best of my knowledge no one has ever touched her, at any price. She has been offered ten thousand dollars for a lap dance and laughed it off.

"No one knows why she is like she is. She'll talk to you at the table and believe me, she seems to be very smart. She won't discuss anything personal about herself but she is enjoyable to talk to."

"Maybe it's the mystique that surrounds her that you all like?" I asked.

"That is probably true but she also has the body of an angel," replied George.

We sat back while the props were being set up. A small bed and a dressing table with chair were brought out. The lights were dimmed, which was a surprise, and then Crystal walked on stage. Damn! She was beautiful.

She was dressed in a wedding gown. She began by removing her veil. Her hair was up high on her head. She was a redhead. She slipped off her heels and then slowly undid her wedding dress. The guys were right. It was like watching a movie star undressing in a movie.

I couldn't believe how quiet it was; no one was talking. Everyone was staring at Crystal undressing on stage. After removing her dress and petticoat she was standing there in a lace bra with matching panties. She also had on a garter belt and nylons. She sat on the chair to remove the nylons.

Watching her roll the nylons down her legs, one then the other, had the men staring at her. It was funny how she put a finger to her chin, like contemplating whether to go further. Not a word was said as she glanced over at the tip buckets.

Almost immediately men were getting up and putting money in her tip buckets. George and Gus were laughing. "She's so damn good," said George.

She stood up and undid her bra and removed it. I then saw the sexist pair of boobs I could ever remember seeing. They were maybe 34 C's. I really don't know but they were real, not silicone. Over the years I've been able to tell the difference. Cheers came from the audience.

Trying to explain her breasts I would say her aureoles and nipples were of the puffy type that you see on young women. They were light pink and the kind you just want to suck on. Being a redhead her skin was very white, not any tan at all that I could see. On closer observation I noticed the freckles on her chest. Gus and George were right. She was beautiful.

Next, she let down her hair. It was then I noticed her beautiful green eyes. I don't know how I missed them before. I guess I was too busy looking at her body. She undid her red hair and let it drop around her shoulders barely covering her puffy aureoles. She stood and stretched with her arms out.

She had an hourglass figure. Perfect breasts, beautiful tummy and gorgeous legs. When she stretched you could see the muscles in her tummy and her thighs. She must work out to stay in that kind of physical condition.

It was then she walked over near her tip boxes. First one and then the other. She never said a word and there was no music. She put her thumbs in her panties as to remove them. She stopped and went and sat on her chair.

More men came up and put money in her tip boxes. She smiled as she stood up and came to the end of the stage. She turned and had her back to us as she slid her tiny lace panties down her thighs and then her ankles. She had this beautiful tight ass with no fat on it. I believe there wasn't a man there that wouldn't have loved to kiss that tight ass. I consider myself a voyeur, but I would have loved to kiss her little bubble ass.

She bent over to pick up her panties. When she did you could see her pussy. I could see she had a red muff. Most women seemed to shave their muff completely but not Crystal. She walked over and set her panties on the chair, and picked up a pair of red baby doll pajamas. She sat in the chair and everyone could see her muff. It was trimmed and neat but bright red. Under it was her pussy slit with the pink barely showing.

She slipped on the red panties and stood up and slipped on the top. It was then the lights went on and everyone applauded. More men went to her tip basket. George handed me a fifty dollar bill and asked me if I would put it in her basket. I took it and walked up to the stage. It was then that she looked directly at me and smiled. I felt I was in love. I couldn't get past those beautiful green eyes. I knew they would be in my memory forever.

I might be rushing everything I'm saying but her performance took about a half hour. One thing I might mention was seeing the lights were dimmed during Crystal's performance, I thought I heard a few zippers. At least they were decent enough to hide it, unlike a porno movie house.

Gus and George were both smiling at me when I got back to the table. Crystal had left the set. Two body guards took her baskets to the back somewhere. I sat down with Gus and George.

"Well? What did you think of Crystal? Did we exaggerate or is she the most beautiful woman ever?" asked George.

"I have to agree. She has one fantastic body but most women built like that lack in personality." I replied. "By the way, I've been meaning to ask you. This is a table for four and you mentioned your friend John couldn't make it. Who uses the fourth chair?"

"We save it to talk to some of the dancers and performers," said George.

About that time Crystal appeared at our table. I couldn't believe how beautiful she was, close up. She had on her baby doll pajamas.

"Hi George, hi Gus, glad to see you came tonight. Who's your friend?"

About that time one of the waitresses brought us a round of beers and Crystal some type of drink. George paid for the round. It was forty dollars.

George spoke. "Crystal, meet Bill. It's the first time he has seen you perform. I think he fell in love tonight." George laughed.

"You guys are so mean. Nice to meet you, Bill. Hope you enjoyed the performance," said Crystal.

"You're awesome, you're so darn beautiful. I'm sorry, you probably hear that all the time."

"Thank you, every women likes to be complimented. I don't think we could hear it too much." She smiled after saying that. She even had perfect teeth and I liked the freckles across her nose. I couldn't get past those beautiful green eyes. My dick was harder than the Harvard entrance exam.

"Crystal, I have to be honest with you. The money I put in the tip basket was from George. Just thought you should know."

"I knew," she said. "Gus and George always leave me a tip. Thank you for being honest. Don't see that in young men much anymore."

Before we knew it her fifteen minutes were up. She got up and gave both Gus and George a kiss on the cheek. Almost in a motherly fashion. "Nice meeting you, Bill; come back again. I'm here one weekend a month." Then off she went.

"I thought she was untouchable but she gave you two a kiss on the cheek."

"We've been coming here for over five years. The ladies are welcome to make moves like light kisses or hold hands. I guess Crystal trusts us. We may be old guys but we do love her."

I talked for a while longer and went home to get some sleep. I usually worked a half-day on Saturdays. I went to bed and couldn't get Crystal out of my mind. She was like the woman with the perfect body and her personality seemed nice too, even though she was at our table for only fifteen minutes.

It was Saturday, and I headed back to the club. The place was pretty packed and I sat in the back at the bar. Gus and George weren't there. There were some younger guys there but I still might have been the youngest.

I really didn't have the kind of money to spend at a club like that but I figured if I drank a few beers and gave a few tips I would be ok. George and Gus pretty much took care of me the night before.

I was approached by a number of young women asking me if I wanted company. I declined, knowing drinks would be ten dollars each. I couldn't afford too many rounds like that just to talk to a woman.

I watched three different dancers who were all great. They went from full dress to completely nude. One waitress asked me if I was waiting for anyone in particular and I told her Crystal. She told me that Crystal would be on next.

Lucy, the waitress, sat down next to me. "Don't worry, I can talk to the customers and it won't cost you. It's that we don't get all that many young guys in here. Especially ones that look like you."

I felt a bit embarrassed. I told her that I have always worked out. It used to be part of my daily routine but now I just work out about three times a week.

I do have a muscular body. You hear about the six-pack abs and the muscled biceps and thighs. I really do have them. I don't dress to show off but it's rather hard to not notice when a man has muscles.

I told Lucy how I delivered beer to the club and joined for somewhere to go once in a while. How I had seen Crystal the night before and was drawn to her. I asked her a few questions about Crystal but she had no answers.

"If you ever need some company, give me a call," said Lucy. She handed me a piece of paper with her phone number on it. If it would have been any other time before meeting Crystal, I would have jumped on Lucy in a second. She was a nice looking woman.

Crystal came out and did the same routine she did the night before. It was still erotic seeing it all over again. The only difference was she had on a black baby doll pajama set. At the end of her performance I went up and put twenty dollars in her basket. She looked down and smiled at me. I went back to my seat at the bar.

I did ask for a visit with Crystal. It was over an hour before she came up to me and sat on the stool next to me. The fifteen-minute visit was twenty-five dollars plus the two drinks.

"Bill, isn't it? You were with Gus and George yesterday. I didn't think you would be back so soon. So, what brings you here tonight?" asked Crystal.

"You did. George said you are only here once a month and I didn't want to wait that long to see you again."

"Bill, this is just a show. I can't tell you why but I hate to see you spending your hard earned money here and giving me tips. You seem like a great guy but this place is just a fantasy."

"You have the most beautiful green eyes. I'll never forget them," I replied.

"Bill, please listen to me. I feel the vibes coming from you. You need to understand that this isn't real. It's like falling in love with a movie star. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand but that doesn't lessen the way I feel. I know you're a performer, and I'm the voyeur watching you, and us two will never meet but let me have my fantasy."

She smiled at me. "You're crazy, you know that?" She did squeeze my hand as she left for her next appointment.

Lucy came back and told me, "You know, I've never seen her squeeze a guy's hand before. I think you got to her a little. Want another drink?"

"No Lucy, time to hit the road. Thank you for being so nice." Lucy smiled at me when I left the club.

The next time I delivered to the club I asked Mel about Crystal. "Bill, no one knows anything about her. She has been working here for about two years. She's friends with the owner Danny, that's all I can tell you or I'll lose my job."

"She's so beautiful and mysterious. I can't get her out of my mind."

"Bill, let me give you some advice. A few guys have tried to follow her home. We've never seen them again. Have no idea where they went. Also a couple of guys have tried to touch her in the club. They were thrown out and banned for two months. I know she beautiful but she is one to stay away from."

Chapter 2

The next time I stopped in Lucy was working. She asked me what I was doing there so early. I mentioned to her that I was a bachelor and Mel said they served lunch and dinner till eight. After that they stopped serving food because the show would start and that's where they made their money.

Lucy did tell me that their food was good and really reasonable. She brought me a menu and pointed out a lot of the things she liked. I ordered a New York strip steak with potatoes and a salad.

Lucy said it was usually slow during the week and sat down and we talked. She told me she was a dancer up till a few months ago. She mentioned that she was twenty-eight and the club like to keep their dancers younger.

"I didn't mind since they gave me a job as a waitress. A lot less work and I'm not groped, besides with tips I do rather well. Once in a great while I might dance but not very often."

"What can you tell me about this place?"

"Well, it's been here for seven years. I was one of the original girls. Danny the boss came here from Ireland. No one knows anything about him and it's best not to ask questions. Mel is the manager, as you know. He makes the decisions if Danny's not here which is most of the time.

"Any hiring of dancers goes through Danny. He makes the final decision. Mel can hire the waitresses and usually hires girls who have been dancers because they know the ropes."

"What about the back room? Damn! This is one good steak. I'm going to eat here more often."

"You know it's a sexual place back there. I was here when you went back to the voyeur hall. Most anything goes as long as the girls agree. I will tell you that no drugs are allowed in this place. Break that rule and you're banned for life."

"Are the waitresses allowed to use the back room?"

Lucy smiled. "Is that an invitation?"

"No, to be honest I don't usually pay for sex. There are too many giving it away free. If I did pay, you'd be my second choice of all the women I've ever met."

"Don't tell me. Crystal is first. Bill, I'm not saying she's trouble but she is very secretive about her life. She is great to talk with and helps a lot of the girls out with their studies. The woman has some serious brains. To be honest, I don't know why she works here. She makes the big tips but refuses any kind of touching or sex. She could triple her wages.

"A couple of girls thought she might like women but she turned them down and did it nicely. I like her, I really do but no one knows where she comes from or where she lives. If they do, they know better than to talk about it."

I went to the club twice during the week. I went in time for dinner and stayed for the show for a couple of hours. Drinks were a little cheaper week nights.

One day Lucy told me that Crystal would be working the following Friday and Saturday. "I shouldn't tell you this but I know you are carrying some kind of fantasy for her. Just be careful."

I came in on Friday and it was busier than hell. I saw my friends George and Gus but their friend John was with them. George waved me down but said when they invited the girls down for a drink that I would have to relinquish my chair. I told them it was a small price to pay to sit up front with them. The view was so much better.

Lucy didn't work that night but Mel told me that Crystal would be the fifth act on tonight. I passed the information on to the guys. It's not really important but John is a retired stock broker. He's married and comes to the club to get away from his wife.

He told me ever since he retired she gets on his case and says she's tired of seeing him all the time; so he joined the club. He has known Gus and George for many years.

George told me when the first dancer started that John invites them all over for a drink. So I would be getting up at least five times. All the girls were sexy and very good looking. When the first one was done with her routine I offered her my chair and went up and stood by Mel until the next act started and my chair became empty.

I did that three more times but then it was Crystal on stage. George said it looked like she was going to do the bathing routine. The stage crew was rolling out a tub that was on wheels. It had a shower head and behind it some huge container of water on a stand.

The lights were dimmed and Crystal came out dressed in jeans and a blouse. She began by sitting in a chair and removing her shoes and socks. Next she removed her blouse. She had on a nice looking blue bra. Next she removed her jeans and we saw her matching blue panties. Damn! She was one sexy lady.

She hesitated as men came up and put money in her tip basket. George had told me that there has been a few times where she ended her routine before getting completely naked. Most of the men knew this and made sure it never happened again.

Her red hair was down around her shoulders and she put it up under a shower cap. Next she began to take off her bra, holding it against her breasts for what seemed a minute but was only a few seconds. When she dropped it you could see her tits in their full glory. Her puffy pink aureoles were standing straight out as she pushed her breasts together.

Next came her panties. Her red bush was highlighted by the stage lights. She walked to the tub and stood in it. Next she pulled a cord and her beautiful body got all wet and glistening. She took a bar of soap and before long her tits were covered with suds as she rubbed the soap on them.

I swear it was like looking at a woman taking a shower in the privacy of her own home, but it was on this stage. She rubbed soap on her red muff. She spent quite a bit of time rubbing it. She then turned so her back was to us and cleaned her beautiful ass, rubbing soap on her buns.

She finished by pulling the rope and fresh water rinsed off the suds. She then got out of the tub and slowly but very erotically dried herself off. She ended her performance by putting on a lacy pair of panties and a negligee. She looked absolutely stunning as the lights were turned up to normal.

Everyone was applauding and putting more money in her tip baskets. I went up and put twenty dollars of my own in her bucket; she smiled at me. I was followed by Gus who tipped her fifty dollars. It made me feel a bit cheap but I gave her what I could. I wasn't in a pissing contest; my little Willy was no longer a little Willy, it was so stiff I couldn't have pissed if I drank Lake Erie.

About fifteen minutes had gone by and Crystal was headed for our table. John had bought us a round of drinks and one for Crystal. I stood up to give my seat to Crystal. Mel appeared and offered me a folding chair, which I happily accepted. John did most of the talking since he paid for the visit.

The time went by so fast I hardly had a chance to say much. Before leaving she did tell me it was good to see me again. The thing is I felt she really meant it. I went back on Saturday but had to sit at the bar. After her performance I paid to have her visit.

"Bill, why are you doing this? It's got to be costing you a fortune. I talked with Lucy and she said she thought you were infatuated with me. Bill, I'm not real. Crystal is just a character I play. Please stop wasting your money on me."

"I want to meet the real you if you will let me. If not I'll just keep coming to see you perform. I do have a crush on you but I don't believe it's on Crystal but on the woman doing the acting. The woman with the perfect body that I would like to make love to. The red hair I want to run my hands through. The beautiful green eyes that I will never forget."

Crystal whispered, "Stop it! You have to let this fantasy go. Please try and understand."

"Understand what? I'm a voyeur and am infatuated with an exhibitionist. I believe we were meant to be together. It's just a matter of time."

She looked sad as she said she had to leave. She didn't even drink her drink, which cost me ten dollars. I drank it down myself. Damn, ten dollars for club soda. I must be crazy.

****

During the week I ate lunch at the club at least twice. I talked with Lucy and we would talk about my business and what she hoped to do in her future. She was saving up money to buy her own beauty salon. She was taking classes and hoped to have her license renewed in a few months. She let her license expire when she started working at the club.

It was two weeks later when she told me she met a guy. She seemed so happy. They were going to date for at least six months to see how committed they both were. I wished her the best. She really was a sweetheart.

I was there for Crystal's next performance. I didn't sit with George and the boys this time. I sat at the bar and watched Crystal perform. It was a take on getting ready to go out. She started like she just got out of the shower and went from there. When she finished she was all dressed up and looked beautiful.

I did walk up and put twenty dollars in her tip basket and walked back to the bar. I requested a visit and waited for over an hour when the bartender told me she wouldn't be able to make it that night.

I was there again on Saturday and again I went and put fifty dollars in her basket. She didn't smile but stared at me. I again requested her company and after waiting an hour and a half I left the club. I guess it was her way of telling me to stay away from her.

I didn't sleep good for a couple of nights. I stopped in at lunch twice the following week. I mentioned to Lucy what happened and she said she was sorry. Maybe it was for the best.

I couldn't understand it; I've been out with dozens of women. I've turned down being with women like Lucy. All for what? A woman of my fantasies. What Crystal had said to me was probably right. It was just like being in the movies, after the show is over, go on with your life. Some things are just not meant to be.

My problem is Crystal is a real person; a woman with extraordinary looks and a wonderful personality, the best I could tell with my limited time with her. I hate to say it but she really, really got to me and I felt I loved her and I know I felt feelings radiate from her.

Why else would she tell me not to give her tips or buy her drinks? I'm sure she didn't think I was stalking her. I've only seen her at the club. I did ask to see her outside the club but she told me it wasn't possible. Did I scare her away?

****

I mentioned my sister early on in this story. Her name is Summer and she and her husband Todd moved to Columbus, Ohio. They now had two kids and to the best of my knowledge were very happy. They come up to see Mom and Dad every couple of weeks so the kids can see their grandparents.

I usually stop by and say hi. They are always inviting me to come and visit them but being single and dating I never seem to make time. I decided I needed to get away for a couple of days so after I finished my route on Saturday I headed south to see my sister and her family.

I was listening to the radio and thinking about Crystal. I made up my mind that I was going to a dating service, ask for a green- eyed redhead and fuck the daylights out of her. I figured it would cost me a few hundred dollars but maybe I could get Crystal out of my system.

As I was headed down I-75 I was hit by another vehicle.

I later found out that it was a man who had blown out a tire and struck my car. I hit the cement guardrail and flipped over. The man who hit me died of his injuries. Cars colliding at 65 mph often end up with fatalities. That's what my doctor told me a few days later.

I was told I was in and out of consciousness as I was taken to the Ohio State Hospital. I remember being in terrible pain. I figured I was drugged to help with the pain. I remember lying on a bed. The doctors were all in blue garments and their heads covered in little blue caps. I heard the doctor ask the person giving me the gas if I was ready.

A face leaned over me to put a mask over my mouth. Then I swear I heard, "Oh my God! It's Bill."

I looked through blurred eyes and I swear the eyes I was looking into were Crystal's beautiful green eyes. I thought I heard someone say, "Tammy, do you know the patient?"

Next thing I thought I heard was Crystal's calm voice saying take a deep breath and count backward starting with ten.

When I woke up I was still in pain but not quite as bad. My sister, Summer was sitting there with tears in her eyes. I was in ICU and would be for at least another couple of days before being transferred to a regular room.

Summer kissed me on the forehead and told me that Mom and Dad were in the waiting room. They took turns sitting with me. That's when she told me about the accident and the other driver not making it. She began crying again.

"Summer, I'm alive. I don't know what kind of shape I'm in but everything will be ok." I really had no idea what injuries I had. I was just trying to comfort my big sister.

A doctor came in to talk to me. He had already talked to my parents. He told me about the accident and said I was lucky to be alive. If it wasn't for my physical condition I might not have made it. I had a broken leg, broken arm and severe bruising over my entire body. My insides were shaken up but after the x-rays everything appeared normal.

He would keep me in ICU for a couple of days until the bruising subsided. After that I would have to start physical therapy for my left arm and leg. It would be a couple of months before any casts could be removed. Again he told me I was a very lucky man. I sure didn't feel lucky.

I talked with Mom and Dad and asked them if they could get hold of Henry for me. Henry was the man I bought my beer delivery route from. I was hoping that he might run my route till I could get back on to at least somewhat normal.

My parents said everything would be all right and that they had already talked to Henry and he would be in to see me. They would oversee my apartment and collect my mail for me.

I told my parents that they didn't need to make the drive into Columbus everyday. According to the doctor I would be drugged and out about half the time and wouldn't be much company.

They still came and saw me every couple of days during my stay. I was in the hospital for nearly three weeks. Three days were spent in the ICU, then in a regular room. I was taken down to therapy everyday. They wanted to make sure I used my limbs. At first it hurt like a son of a bitch but after a while it did get better.

****

When first placed in ICU I still couldn't get the vision of seeing Crystal out of my mind. I remember asking a nurse if they had anyone on staff named Crystal. She smiled at me and said there was no one by that name that she was aware of.

I told her that I had visions of Crystal during the operations. That's when she told me that it often happens that patients see visions of people they love in the operating room with them.

I asked her if there was a Tammy involved with my operation. She smiled and looked at my chart. "As a matter of fact there was," said the nurse.

"Does she have beautiful green eyes?" I asked.

"Yes, she does," said the nurse. "She must have reminded you of your friend Crystal."

My third day in ICU I woke up and I couldn't believe who was sitting there. I must have still been dreaming. Crystal was smiling at me.

"I knew it was you by your beautiful green eyes." I had a tear run down my face. Crystal took a tissue and wiped it off my face.

"Bill, we will need to talk. Please don't tell anyone about me, please. I've been here every day to see you but didn't want to wake you up."

"Are you a doctor?" I asked.

"Kind of. I'm an intern, an anesthesiologist. I'm still finishing my schooling and working here at the hospital. I only have a couple of months before I get my M.D. Then I can be on my own."

"But the club, I don't understand."

"Please, don't say anything to anyone. I'll explain when you're more coherent. Promise me you'll keep this a secret."

"I promise." I couldn't believe when she leaned over and kissed me lightly on the lips. She said she would see me again, then left.

I didn't know what to think. She did tell me her name was Tammy but at the club to call her Crystal. I was so confused. I loved seeing her naked and doing her routine but thinking back it now bothered me that other men were seeing her too. My own head was playing mind games with me. I dozed back off to sleep.

Henry did come by and told me he would run my beer route till I was able. He said we could split the profits fifty-fifty. I would pay the expenses and he would get a young man to help lug the cases around. He would pay the man out of his half.

This was a pretty good deal for me and I readily accepted. I trusted Henry and it was nice to know I didn't have to worry about my business. It was in good hands.

Chapter 3

I had quite a few visitors over the next couple of weeks. My parents and sister came and saw me every couple of days. Tammy stopped in most every day for at least a few minutes. Between her work and finishing her schooling she was a very busy woman.

Whenever I asked her about the Players' Club she would clam up. I wanted to know more but I didn't want to push her away. She told me about the hospital and how she always wanted to be a doctor. Little by little she told me more and more about herself.

Her parents were doctors at another hospital. She had two older brothers, one was a doctor and the other was a businessman. I love hearing her talk about herself. Maybe she was coming out of her shell. I wanted to know everything about her but knew better than to push it.

I asked her what it took to become an anesthesiologist. She told me, "An anesthesiologist is a doctor, an MD, so they must attend the same schools and complete the same internship and residency requirements as any other doctor.

"I had to complete and pass four years of medical school after the undergraduate schooling (four years of college). Then a year of internship which I'm now doing, then I'll have a four year residency program. Then I'll be officially a doctor. People have called me doctor ever since my internship."

"I thought you said you were twenty-six? How could you be so far along?"

"I graduated from a private high school when I was seventeen. I started college and am just doing update courses now."

She usually had scrubs on when she stopped in. One day my parents were there and I introduced Tammy to them. "Mom, Dad, this is Tammy, one of my doctors."

I think Tammy felt a bit embarrassed but she handled the greeting well. I was hoping that maybe someday I could say she was my girlfriend, but I hoped I wasn't just dreaming.

Since that one day when she lightly kissed me we hadn't had any kind of physical contact. A couple of times I went to touch her hand but she pulled back. I knew there was a problem there but had no idea what it was.

I went daily to physical therapy and the therapist said I was really doing well. I was able to use crutches after only a few days. I sure was happy about that. At least I could use the toilet. It was embarrassing using a catheter and a nurse emptying my pee bottle.

Most times when I got back from therapy I got a sponge bath. A few of the nurses complemented me on my body. I always kept my briefs on but they had to notice my hard-on. I did get some smiles.

It went on like this for about three weeks. Then one Friday Tammy didn't come in. I asked one of the nurses who knew her and was told she was off that day and the next. It's when I realized she would be going to the club. I really had mixed emotions.

I did see her on Sunday and everything was going well till I mentioned the club. Without saying another word she got up and walked out. Damn, did I blow it again?

I was getting released on Monday and Summer said I could stay at her house. That way I could come in for physical therapy four times a week. I was able to move around pretty good with the crutches. My brother in law said I could use his pick-up truck to get back and forth to the hospital.

The first couple of times it was hard getting in. After awhile I found easier ways. Thank God he owned an automatic since it was my left leg in a cast. I did see Tammy on Monday before I checked out. What she said hurt me kind of deep.

"Bill, I like you, I really do, but I talked with my brothers and they don't think I should see you again."

"What? You talked to your brothers. What about talking to me? I'm in love with you and am not going to give up that easily. I'll be here four times a week for therapy and thought we could have lunch together. All I'm asking is for you to have lunch with me."

"Bill, it won't work out between us, I'm sorry," she said as she walked away.

I didn't see her my first two days of therapy. I looked around and figured she was doing her best to avoid seeing me. On my third trip to therapy I spotted her in the hall on my way to my truck after I left my therapy.

She had a big smile on her face. She was talking to a fairly young good looking doctor. I went to call out to her but the doctor she was with gave her a big hug and she did hug him back. My heart dropped to my stomach.

I quickly turned and headed for the exit. She had seen me and yelled to me. "Bill! Wait! I need to talk to you."

I acted like I didn't hear and hurried to the door on crutches. I was lucky enough to park in the front row. My therapist got me a handicapped sticker till my casts would be removed. It still took me a few minutes to get in the truck and Tammy caught up with me.

"Why didn't you stop?" she asked me. "I know you heard me." She got in the passenger side of the truck. We were both sitting there.

"I didn't want to interrupt you and your boyfriend. Now I know why you said it couldn't work out between us. I'm not a doctor, just an old no-account beer truck driver. I guess I'm not good enough for your family. I'll see you around."

"Stop it! Stop it right now. Do you really think I'm that shallow?"

"I saw you with the good doctor," I replied.

"The so called good doctor is a terrific man and I do love him very much. You should know he's also married and my brother. I told him some good news which I also wanted to share with you but you're too hard headed to listen."

"Your brother? One of the guys who said you should stop seeing me?"

"That's not entirely true. He told me I should tell you the truth about my past or to stop seeing you altogether. It had nothing to do with my family. I was afraid to tell you about my past because I would probably lose you anyway.

"I realized how much I missed not seeing you and was coming to see you when I ran into my brother in the hall."

"You make me crazy! There is nothing that you can tell me about your past that would make me not love you. So are you going to tell me about your past?"

"Not today. This is a happy day for me and I don't want to ruin it with bad thoughts. I will tell you the good news if you want to hear it."

"Of course I do. I want to know everything there is to know about you," I replied.

"I have two months left on my internship and I have been accepted here at State Hospital for a four year residency." She had tears in her eyes and I know it meant the world to her.

"Congratulations! Can I take you out for dinner?"

"No, not tonight. I'm sure my parents will want to have dinner with me. I will meet you for lunch when you have your therapy sessions if you like."

"Ok, it's a date." She got out of the truck and went back into the hospital.

She still put off telling me about her past. I didn't bring it up. I knew it must be painful for her in some way. She was true to her word and met me for lunch every time I had physical therapy. She even made sure I paid for lunch every time.

Three weeks had gone by and I was waiting for her in the cafeteria at the hospital. I couldn't believe it when Lucy saw me. She was with a man who I assumed was her boyfriend.

"Bill, so happy to find out you're doing good. How's it going? By the way, this is Ted the man I told you about."

I had to wonder a little how Lucy knew I was in an accident. I figured Henry must have told her. We shook hands and they sat down. I was worried that they might see Tammy but I could hardly ask them to leave. "So, what brings you to the hospital?" I asked.

"Ted's mother had a gall bladder surgery this morning and I came and waited with him."

About that time Tammy came to the table. "Hi Lucy, Ted, your mom's doing fine. She'll be in her room in about another half hour. Sorry I'm late Bill but I stood in for another doctor. No way I could contact you."

I looked at Lucy and then at Tammy. "You knew all this time that Tammy was a doctor and lived in Columbus."

"Yes," said Lucy. "I'm sorry to have lied to you but it was orders from Tammy. She‘s a good friend. I haven‘t seen you since the accident."

I looked over at Ted. Then Lucy said, "Ted knows where I work and that I was once a dancer there. I told him even though I don't dance anymore that I don't want him there. In a few months I'll be quitting and opening my salon."

Tammy quickly changed the subject and told me we better get lunch. Lucy and Ted told us they would see us later. When Tammy and I sat back down I asked her how long had she known Lucy.

She told me they met just before she started at the club two years ago. It was Lucy who helped teach her the ropes. I didn't know whether to be happy or sad. I wondered who else knew she was a doctor and where she lived.

I asked her and she stared at me and then said Danny and Mel knew about her past. It was then she told me it was about time for her to tell me about her past. After we ate she took me to an office so we could have some privacy, closed the door and we both sat down.

"Bill, this really hurts me to have to tell you this. I've done my best to get above it. As my brother said to me, ‘Be honest with Bill or there can't be any future for you two.' I know we're not really a couple and after I tell you my story we might never be one."

****

Tammy tells her story to Bill:

"I am the youngest of three kids. I came along seven years after my younger brother; he's the doctor you saw me with. My older brother went to Ireland after he graduated. He came back to the States ten years later. I know he's a businessman but no one knows what happened while he was in Ireland.

"I know you're more interested in what happened to me so I'll get on with it. I went to college at seventeen, just like I've told you. In fact I want you to know that I have never lied to you from the moment I met you.

"I was smart when it came to book knowledge and learning, but not smart in worldly things. After I went to college for four years I got my first degree and after two more years I began hanging around with the wrong people. I wanted to learn more about life.

"I began taking drugs and partying most every weekend. I knew what I was doing was wrong but I was always the goody two shoes and wanted to shake that title. For the next year I went to party after party. I liked being wanted; I wanted guys to want me.

"One weekend I didn't know what happened to me. I went to a party and met a couple of guys I often partied with. I trusted them and thought they liked me but they used me. I woke up in a house in the inner city with six guys, all were drunk and still sleeping it off. I looked at my body and I was a mess. I had bruises and bite marks all over my body. I think you could figure out what happened to me."

It was then Tammy stopped talking and wiped tears from her eyes. I knew this must have been very hard for her to tell me.

"It was then that one of the guys, John, told me I would be their slut whore from now on. If I didn't give out to them and their friends every weekend they would make sure everyone knew what a slut I was.

"I didn't even clean up. I got dressed and ran out the door. John told me there was no place for me to hide. I would have to show up at school. I ran down the street and flagged down a cab. I didn't know where to go. I didn't want to go back to the house I shared with other girls. They didn't know about my so called double life. I was good at hiding my party side but now I had real regrets.

"I so wanted to be Miss Goody Two Shoes again but I knew it couldn't happen. I told the cabby to drive to my brother's house. I had no money and was scared. Luckily my sister in law and their kids were gone to visit her parents for the weekend. When he saw me he thought I was attacked and raped. I told him in a sense I was but I didn't want anyone to know.

"He told me to go and clean up. I took a bath and he got me some of his wife's clothes to wear. He told me I needed to go to the police and have these guys arrested. I told him I just couldn't do that. He called my older brother and he came over.

"They wanted to know exactly what happened and how I got involved in this mess. I told them the truth; they were always my protectors. I asked them how could I go back to school the next day and face these two guys who set me up?

"My older brother wanted the full names of the two guys. I told them I didn't know any of the other guys. I think John and Ben got them off the streets and had them all pay to use me. As far as I know there could have been a lot more men. I only saw six when I woke up. I just didn't know and didn't want to. I know I kept crying.

"They told me they would take care of it and that I should go back to my house and act as though nothing had happened. I should also take the next couple of days off. Tim said he would take care of me not being at the hospital for a couple of days. They would have a talk with John and Ben. I was not to mention their names to anyone.

"I did nothing but cry and sleep for the next two days. I told my roomies that I had caught the flu and was just going to stay in my room so they wouldn‘t catch it. On Tuesday night I got a call from Tim. He said everything was taken care of and that I should go to school and work on Wednesday.

"When I asked about John and Ben he asked me who were they? I said, ‘Tim, please, did you talk to them? Are they going to carry out their threats against me?'

He told me that they were given a choice by my older brother. They could transfer to another college or die. The choice was theirs. If they ever mentioned my name they would be hunted down. I guess I should tell you that my older brother is Danny. He owns the Players' Club as well as being in a number of different enterprises.

"When I went to school on Wednesday I heard a couple of people talking and they said both Ben and John had transferred to another college, out of state, on Monday. I knew better than to ask any questions.

"When I arrived at the hospital I cried as Tim told me everything would be all right. I went ahead and did my job. I stopped going out and just studied harder, trying to forget what an idiot I was.

"I couldn't date anyone. On the outside I was healed but inside my head I was in turmoil. I found I hated all men and didn't want any of them to touch me. I know this is going to sound crazy but somehow I needed to get even with men in general. It was then I called my brother Danny and told him I needed to see him.

"I made the suggestion of dancing at his club. In my head I had this crazy idea that the men could see me and never touch me. To top it all off they would pay me for the privilege. I know it sounds crazy but it is the truth.

"Danny told me 'No' but I kept after him. I explained that it would be only in his club that I would feel safe. Finally Danny gave in. He sent Lucy to talk to me. She knew about me wanting to get even but not the reason why.

"I then found I had a problem. I couldn't dance worth a shit. I mean I was Miss Clumsy Feet when it came to dancing. It's when I came up with the idea of doing a performance. I didn't want to do this for a living. I just had this passion that I needed to get even.

"It was awkward the first couple of times, but after that I didn't mind showing my body, knowing that it was strictly look but don't touch. I even started going to the gym to improve my body.

"It felt odd performing in front of my brother but I thought of him as my life preserver. A few times men tried to touch me and were thrown out. That's when I got the title ‘Untouchable'. I kind of liked that.

"I only performed one weekend a month for nearly two years. There is a couple of more things I need to tell you. I honestly think it worked and I'm going to stop when I become a resident in two months. I don't feel the hatred I once had. I'm not saying I trust men but I'm better with it.

"Also, I haven't been with a man for over two years. I've been afraid that I might not be up to having sex for a while and you should know that. I don't know when I'll be ready, maybe never. It's up to you how long you are willing to wait.

"I can touch men like when I kissed George and Gus on the cheek or you in the hospital. I realize that all men aren't bad and I need to learn to trust again. When I first saw you at the club my heart skipped a beat. I never thought I could have feelings for anyone again.

"My problem is you are a voyeur and go to the club. I'm just not sure it can work out between us.

"Well, you've heard the whole truth. I can't make any promises but I have been totally honest with you."

After our talk, neither of us said a word. Bill looked stunned and I had to get back to work. I did ask Bill not to say anything and to think about everything I had said. We could talk again after his next therapy session.

Chapter 4

I told Tammy that we could work on being together. I gave a lot of thought to everything she said and my feelings for her were still very strong.

It's been nearly two months since the accident and I would be moving back home. I didn't know how it would work out between us with her in Columbus and me nearly seventy miles away.

I was at the hospital getting my arm cast removed. The doctor told me it would be about another month before I could have the leg cast taken off completely. He did put a different kind and smaller cast just below my knee and down to my foot. It felt good to have use of both of my arms. I could even walk a little but it was still awkward with the cast on. At least I could bend my leg at the knee.

I saw Tammy and asked her when we could get together. She told me I could come see her a week from Saturday. Maybe we could go on an actual date. We set it up and she gave me a light kiss before I headed out of town.

On the way home I realized she would be working at the club Friday and Saturday. By what she had said she was going to work this month and next. I wasn't sure what to do. I decided to go to the club. I wasn't sure if it was a smart idea or not.

I talked with Henry on Thursday and I decided I'd start back to work on Monday. The young guy, Larry, that Henry had helping him agreed to stay on and do the lifting for me for another month or so. I told him I'd give him an extra twenty dollars a day.

It was a win-win for both of us. He made some extra bucks and I didn't have to do any lifting. I thanked Henry for being there when I really needed some help. He told me that after working for two months he remembered why he retired.

I remember Tammy asking me not to go to the club the days she worked. She didn't know if she could perform in front of me anymore. I was confused. She could perform in front of strangers but not me. That didn't make sense.

Looking back I could now understand. She didn't want me watching her perform in front of other men. Again I wasn't sure what to do but I didn't want her performing in front of other men either. I decided to go to the club.

I stopped there Friday afternoon and had lunch. I said hi to Mel and he welcomed me back. Lucy asked me what I was doing there and I told her I was just having lunch. I asked her if Tammy was performing that night and she didn't answer me.

I asked her again and she said, "Bill, Tammy really cares for you. She can't perform with you watching her. Please don't come here tonight."

I ate my lunch and left. I used only one crutch to get around. I really didn't need it but it made it much easier to walk. I went home and went stir crazy thinking about Tammy at the club. I said, "To hell with it!" and headed to the club. When I got there I heard them announce the next act and it was Tammy.

She came on stage in a somewhat see through red baby doll pajama set. It was the performance when she got up in the morning, stripped and got dressed for the day.

Even before the lights dimmed Tammy was on stage. I yelled out, "Crystal, please don't do this! I love you and don't want you to do this."

Two bouncers came toward me and Mel stopped them. Tammy looked at me in shock as I walked toward the stage with my one crutch.

Two other bouncers headed toward me and Tammy stopped them. "Leave him alone!" she shouted out. The bouncers stopped in their tracks.

I walked past Gus, George and John and headed up the stairs to the stage. Tammy just stood there with tears in her eyes. I walked up to her and put my arms around her and hugged her.

It was unbelievable how quiet it became. Tammy walked me over to where she had a chair at center stage for her act. She asked me to sit down. I was wearing shorts because of the cast.

After sitting down I couldn't believe she straddled me like you do for a lap dance. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. By instinct I put both of my hands under her beautiful bubble ass and pulled her into me.

All of a sudden there was all kinds of applause. Maybe they thought I was part of the act but later we realized that someone got past the untouchable one. "Tammy, I love you and don't want other men looking at you like this."

She smiled at me. "It was the one thing that I was afraid of that you didn't mind if I performed. I needed for you to tell me no, that I was your woman and your woman only."

We both got up and left the stage. Tammy didn't even take time to check her tip buckets which men were putting money in. She grabbed her clothes and suitcase and we went out the back door. She was still in her pajamas. We got in my truck and I asked her, "Where to?"

She looked at me and smiled. "Let's go to your place."

When we got there we went inside. I took her in my arms and kissed her. She told me to take off my shorts and get naked. I didn't hesitate. I sat on the edge of the bed and removed my clothes. I still had the cast on my leg as I moved to the center of the bed.

Tammy took off the bottom part of her pajamas and got on the bed with me. "You better really love me or my brothers will kill you," Tammy said with tears in her eyes. "If they don't I will," she said as she mounted me.

I watched as she lowered herself down on my shaft. I could see her red muff glistening as she began moving up and down. Her juices covering my cock and running down onto my pelvic area. Damn! She was so hot.

"Tammy, I've never loved anyone the way I love you." She reached up and took off her top.

I saw those beautiful puffy titties close up and personal. She leaned forward so I could take each one in my mouth. They felt every bit as good as I had imagined. I sucked one then the other.

I couldn't hold back any longer as I came hard in her. She smiled so I knew she felt it. She planted her pussy down hard on my cock and as I was coming, so was she.

She screamed out, "I love you Bill! God, I'm coming!"

She rubbed and rubbed her clit against me with my cock buried in her. We were both sweating as she lay down on me with my cock still buried in her. A few minutes later she rolled off of me and lay on my arm as we cuddled, covered up with a sheet and went to sleep.

We woke up Saturday morning about the same time. I watched her beautiful ass as she went to take a shower. She looked back and me, smiled and shook her booty. Damn! I loved her and was hoping that the night before was a new beginning for both of us.

After getting out of the shower and before dressing she came to the bedside and said, "Now do you believe I love you?" and kissed me. She told me I needed a shower but I wasn't going to go take one until part of her body was clothed. It made her laugh, me watching her dress.

After I got out of the shower I asked her what we were going to do today. She told me since her boyfriend told her she was through working at the club that she was going to make a few calls and then I was going to take her to her parents' home and she was going to introduce me to her family.

A few months back she had leased a nice condo and lived by herself. Between work, studies and the gym she didn't do much else. She would go see her parents whenever she found time. Of course they never knew about her past but they did wonder why she didn't date or at least bring a guy home for them to meet.

****

While I took my shower and got dressed she was making a number of phone calls. We left for Columbus around noon. She looked so great. She told me it was all right to wear shorts since I had the cast but to wear a nice shirt.

I couldn't believe the beautiful house where her parents lived. There were a few cars parked at the house. None of them cheap. We went inside and was greeted by her mother. If it's true what they say about if you want to know what a daughter will look like when she gets older than take a good look at her mother, I would be a very happy man.

Dr. O'Malley was a beautiful red haired woman just like her daughter. "Mom, you always say I never bring anyone home for you to meet. This is Bill; he's a very good friend. In fact he's my boyfriend."

Her mom smiled at me and asked how we met. Before I could say anything Tammy told her I was one of her patients and we got to know each other. I told her mother it was nice to meet her.

We then walked into a huge living room where a number of people were. They were all staring at us. Just by looking at them I could tell they were all professional people. It just showed.

"Bill, I want you to meet my family. Family this is Bill, my boyfriend. Before you interrogate him I'll tell you he owns a beer delivery route in Findley. We're not sure exactly what our future plans are so please don't scare him to death."

She then introduced me to her father, two uncles and aunts, and she introduced me to Tim, her younger brother. "You've probably seen Tim at the hospital," said Tammy. I shook his hand and said hi to his wife and kids. He gave me a look, but not necessarily a smile.

"This is Danny, my oldest brother. I should let you know that he thinks he's my bodyguard, but his bark is much worse then his bite." After hearing about him I had my doubts about his bite.

"Welcome Lad," he said to me. "You take care of my little sister; she's our pride and joy." I felt like it was a warning.

"Mr. O'Malley," I said to Danny. "I would never let anything happen to her. You see, I really do love her." I got a little smile from Danny and a kiss from Tammy.

That was the start of us being together.

On Monday when I started back to work I went in to talk to the distribution's owner. I told him I would like to sell my distribution area and buy one in or near Columbus.

"Bill, I would have no problem selling your area and I do have one that's for sale outside of Columbus but seeing it's in a college community area the price is near triple what yours is worth. If you can come up with the money we can make it happen."

I just didn't have the funds available, so I asked the distributor if I could make a down payment using my area and make monthly payments of half my profits each month till I pay the account off. He told me in so many words that he had this deal with the bank: the bank doesn't sell beer, and he doesn't lend money.

I made a trip to see Tammy later that week. She asked me why I was so down. I told her of the offer and I was pretty much turned down. She told me she would give me the money.

"No way, I'll find another way. I'm not taking your money," I said.

I went home wondering where I could get that kind of money. My parents gave me the money for the area I had now and I just got done paying it back. I didn't want to turn around and borrow twice that amount from them.

When I thought all was lost I got a call from the distributor. He asked me to come in and see him. After I finished my route I went to his office.

"Bill, I was talking to a few people and we will be willing to accept your offer. Your area as a down payment and then monthly payments on the other two-thirds of the remaining balance."

I was happy as could be. All the transactions would take place the following month and I would take over my new area. After we finished signing the papers and shaking hands, Terrance O'Neill the distributor asked me a question.

"Why didn't you tell me you were friends with Danny O'Malley?"

"I didn't know it was that important. If all works out well I hope he is my future brother in law."

I left the office and called Tammy. "Honey, the deal went through. Let's go out to dinner and celebrate. By the way, I think your brother had something to do with it."

I could feel her smile over the phone. "I told you his bark was worse then his bite." I still didn't believe that as I headed to Columbus to meet the woman I loved.

Epilogue:

It's been three months since I moved to Columbus. Tammy is now a resident doctor at Ohio State Hospital. I moved into her apartment and things couldn't be better. We will be getting married next year. Her family accepted me for who I am.

My parents love her and Dad told me I was one lucky man. He was telling all his friends that his son is marrying a doctor. Tammy and I both stayed with the story that we met in the hospital room.

As far as being a voyeur goes I got the best looking woman at home to see whenever I want. As for her being an exhibitionist, I told her she could take off her clothes for me whenever she wants to but her body is only for me to see.

We both laugh when we talk about it. One thing is for sure, we always tell each other the truth. Trust is something we both believe in.

Her brothers and I did have a talk and her past will never be discussed. They also thanked me for saving their little sister. I explained to them that we saved each other. The day I met her my life was changed and I couldn't see my life without her.

Lucy and Ted will be getting married in a couple of months. We're really happy for them. We haven't seen Mel since the day we walked out of the club. Danny told us that Mel is a very trusted employee and we would never have to worry about him. Danny's word is good enough for us.

I hope you enjoyed this story. Comments are welcome and appreciated. DG Hear