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      It was a good quality video and she was the best dancer of the night. The announcer
or DJ announced her as Princess Lickemdick. She wore a buckskin bottom with a lot of
fringe, a buckskin top that was mostly fringe, and high buckskin moccasins. Her outfit was
topped with a beaded headband and a long feather. She whirled and gyrated to the beat of
the loud music but most of the men in the audience could not have cared less that she was
an accomplished dancer. They were waiting for her to start removing the Native American
costume.
      The camera panned around and I could see that the audience was mostly black men
with just a few white male faces in the crowd. It did not look like a place for a nice
white girl.
      From time to time the camera moved to catch things going on in the place. The
camera zoomed in and I saw a table dancer bent over the table and being screwed. All the
females were constantly fondled even the harried waitresses. 
      Once I saw two dancers giving head to customers and another one sitting on a lap
with a dick in her pussy. I was sure there was sexual activity going on out of camera
range. On stage Princess Lickemdick had shed her top and her beautiful 36C breasts were
swinging free. It was almost as if her boobs were dancing independent of her.
      That video came later and I need to back this story up to a better starting place.
      My name is Howard M. White, Jr. Almost from birth I was called Howie. I’m a college
graduate and I’m thirty-eight. I suppose by almost any standard I would be considered
wealthy. It wasn’t always so. I grew up in a lower-middle income family. We never wanted
for necessities and usually we got the extras we wanted. 
      I met Kate while in college and to this day, I marvel that she would even date me.
Kate was Miss Personality at college. She was into everything. I was considered by many to
be a nerd. That was why I was pleasantly shocked she said yes when I finally got up the
nerve to ask her out.
      For the record I wasn’t a nerd. At least I didn’t think of myself as such. I did
study harder than some because I wasn’t blessed with a high IQ. The nerd crap came about
because I was into computers and electronics in general. I was lucky, I guess, that in my
final year of college I developed a gadget that was necessary when the personal computers
became popular. Thanks to Bill Gates and windows. 
      It actually came as a huge surprise that I made so much money. For a while, it came
faster than I could think of ways to spend it. I have Kate to thank that I was able to
keep any of it. She was an economics major and knew about money.
      Kate and I had been dating exclusively for over a year and had talked about
marriage. When Kate saw I was spending money like a drunken sailor, she put a stop to it.

      It was at her insistence that I set up savings accounts and investment accounts
that she managed. After we were married she took complete control of our financial
situation. That was fine with me because she had the aptitude and education for it and I
had no ability at all in that area.
      To make a long story shorter, she doubled our money the first year she had control
and continued to double it for several years thereafter. To be honest I didn’t know
anything about our finances and didn’t want to know. Kate gave me spending money and gave
me more money if my pocket money wasn’t enough.
      My needs were simple so I didn’t have to ask for much and she never told me no when
I did ask. She told me that financially we were in great shape and I inquired no deeper.
      Once we were both out of school, we thought about starting a family. It came to a
shock to both of us when we discovered Kate could not have children. It threw us for a
loop but we recovered and pressed on with our lives.
      Kate and I both came from small towns but neither of us wanted to go back to small
towns. That was why we decided to settle in Capitol City. We found an older but well
maintained house and Kate said we could afford it. Once there we dug in. The house was
much too big for the two of us but we liked the old place. I set up a shop in the large
basement where I tinkered trying to invent something else of value. Kate got involved in
civic clubs.
      Kate stoutly maintains she would never become one of the “idle rich”. Back then, I
never thought of us as rich. I drove a two-year-old SUV and Kate drove a newer mini-van. I
never once considered how we paid for the cars, the house, utilities, or anything. I
realize now that I was living in a dream world.
      My Kate was always a phenomenon to me. I got older and Kate stayed the same as she
was when we first met. Of course she had to work at staying fit but I didn’t know how hard
she worked.
      From the third date, Kate and I enjoyed an active sex life. She approached sex with
the same enthusiasm as she did everything. After we were married, she really became a sex
enthusiast. Kate was always more inventive and adventurous than I. Not that I complained.
Not at all.  I loved it that she was the leader in the bedroom as well as most other areas
of our life.
      Kate wanted to try oral sex on me even before we were married and she became quite
good at it. I didn’t have a good frame of reference but I knew she became an expert at
giving head. She developed me in to a great muff-diver as she called it. Kate was an avid
reader and she studied all the sex manuals so she was our resident expert.
      By midway through our first year, we had done everything that two people of the
opposite sex can do to one another.  We both discovered there was nothing we didn’t like
and most things we loved.
      It was Kate who showed me the difference in making love and fucking. I’ll admit the
mechanics are similar but there is a subtle difference. I loved doing both.