* * * * * As I’ve mentioned before, “Time is money.” In exchange for the “Benjamin” I laid on Angel, she normally should have given me three to four songs, keeping our session from 12 to 15 minutes. Instead, forty-five minutes later, Angel and I leave the cabana. It’s been my experience, dear reader, that by simply giving a hard working dancer a modest amount of pleasure, it will tend to cause her to lose all track of time. Angel and I then enter The Kopenhagen next door. My Thai massage isn’t finished. As I’ve described before there’s a huge horseshoe-shaped couch that borders this room upholstered in burgundy velvet, while the velvet drapes and deep pile carpet are rendered in black. Needless to sa...