Suddenly Constance became very calm. Her hands were sinking listless into her lap and she was sitting there like a picture of misery.Steph was standin... in front of her. Naked, proudly erect, legs slightly spread and hands on her hips. What she radiated in this moment made her so fucking sexy. Despite all the yelling and wailing of Constance I was horny as ever. My cock was standing hard. Especially the shaking tits if Steph during the short cat-fight… Amazing!Derisive she was looking down on. One of the guys said he was starving and I said why not bring the beers over to their room and we could order some pizza and continue partying. They all agreed and we headed toward my place. I was getting wet just thinking about what might happen, I think we all knew we were not going to order any food…Once inside their place we all sat down on two couches, Jimmy and his black mate Rufus were on either side of me. They both complimented me on my tits and asked if they were real.I said of course. So did the Alabama license plate. A Missouri plate went on in its place. I wouldn’t uncover my normal one until I was safe in the driveway. Joe’s wallet would be left in a bar bathroom in Memphis minus the cash to misdirect anyone looking for him. Meanwhile I’d leave it in a plastic bag out here in the woods. I sure as hell wouldn’t keep it near me. His car keys would go into the Tallahatchie River, a detour on the way home. Yes, it’s that same bridge Billie Jo McAlister supposedly jumped off. When I stepped into the hallway, I heard him close and lockthe door behind me and then I heard voices in another room. He took myhand and pulled me into his living room. There, to my shock and horror,were two other men. They were both drinking beer and there was a pornvideo playing on the television. One of the men was in a chair, with hispants around his ankles jerking off."This is the sissy I was telling you about" he said. It turned out thatsince my encounter with John, he had.