Morgan was the conservative one wearing just a pairof bunny ears.Tommy was a slight man anyway and most people assumed since he workeddoing women's ha...r all day he must be gay. A typical stereotype that hedidn't fight, but he really was reluctant to be dressed as a woman evenif it was Halloween."C'mon, Tommy, it will be fun," they had said and he consented as longas it was kept inside the shop. It wouldn't be just the girls in thesalon who worked with but all the clients that would be in and. "Last night of freedom and all that. You have to kiss one hundred men before the evening's out."I just looked at her and said, "No way."The other girls started trying to encourage me, except Kerry, who looked at me disdainfully. "I told you she wouldn't do it. She's always been a goody two-shoes."This was actually what she and a few other girls used to call me at school, and I always hated it. It was probably one of the reasons why I went a bit wild when I left school. Kerry knew very well that. A strangled scream leaves me. I've never felt so full." Move cunt," he growls into my ear.Slowly I begin fucking myself on his arm. I can feel every inch of him inside me as I move up and down. Unsatisfied with my pace he begins thrusting his arm at a brutal pace. Soon I'm squirting all over myself as I screamed myself hoarse. He pulls out his arm and my asshole is left gaping and twitching. I collapse to my knees in ecstasy.My head is pulled back. In the reflection of the metal door, I see. We had an idea of the approximate length of the column, so we set up with me at the head and Henry at the rear end. Henry was to yell as the last man in the column came even with him, and that was when we were to start shooting.The officers were the target for me and another man, one of the new guys. We were going to follow the column if it were strung out more than we expected so that we could be sure of eliminating the officers. I didn’t consider them any more dangerous that any other man in.