" So what if you hook up with a guy? It's not like it means anything." I just don't know." Why? Because you think you're still a guy or something? Loo... at yourself in the mirror. Tell me you see one thing boyish about yourself."I did, and they were like right about all the stuff they said. So I let them dress me up in this really, really short skirt, and this black top where my boobs were like all hanging out. I was afraid that if I moved, they'd pop out of place, and everyone would be able to. ” I smiled and spoke more softly. He moved closer to hear me, standing right by my open door. “Ron, before we go in, I want to celebrate your birthday by worshiping your Daddy-boy cock right here, right now. Please take it out for me. The empty parked cars all around will give us some privacy.” He hesitated, but my words had already starting the swelling in his pants. He looked around. We were nearly alone. Most of the stragglers had now gone by. I opened my knees so he could stand even. “Yes!” I almost shouted as my mysterious folds clenched and released in ecstasy.I felt the first drops of my juice hit her on the back of her head, then she saw the next few spurts go over her head and hit the sheets, then she felt hot cum roll all over her back, all the while she could hear me moan and gasp behind her. I choked out, “Oh my! It is all over the side of the bed and on the floor!” she grabbed a towel from her nightstand and wiped what was dripping from my snatch and she got up to. I didn’t look. I knew for sure I was being used as a courier for Don Joseph. Was he really in the mob? In Cincinnati? Was there such a thing here? And did I really want to do this? Was that last house a place where prostitutes worked? I knew about that from TV. I was getting into something that might be dangerous. I wasn’t sure I wanted to do this. When I handed the things to Andreas, he put them in the office, came back out, and said, “You’re getting a raise.” He handed me two $20 bills. “Keep.