Damion was convinced every ounce of broken English and massive bulk of bear was going to make him cum right there on the spot.  He hid it well while dealing with the manager, but seeing the bear sort of speak up for him made his mask crack a tiny bit with a mini swoon.<br/><br/>The manager quickly picked up the money and put it in Damions outstretched hand. "Now please,  just.. go."<br/><br/>"Pleasure doing business with you, Thomas.  Hopefully this club will see more days."  The implications made the manager freeze in place as Damion walked past him to speak to the bear.   "If you are interested in something more challenging and worth much more than dog slobber in your lovely fur, I can recommend several places to you?"   Damion' s tone was significantly more respectful when speaking to the bear. His extreme efforts put into not sounding like an awestruck fan girl forced him to be overly professional sounding.  He still couldn't help studying the impressive bulk and wondering just how soft his fur was.