Sometimes, I visited him in morning before my lessons, but usually it was only in the afternoon on my way home. We fucked then I left. He never gave a...y indication that he didn’t want to or he wasn’t enjoying it. I’d kiss him and he’d kiss back. By his loud groans and the way he’d grab me, I could tell that he liked it when I bit his neck, and when we fucked, I’d ask something of him and he did it, and today was no different than any other. I’d suck him off, enjoying his ripe taste until he was. ?How many?... How old?? ?Half dozen? All in their late teens, maybe one or two at the most? Twenty.? The passenger calmly answers the driver while wiping his arms, face, finally his hands with the soiled rag. ?Just in time? Starten’ to rain pretty good.? ?No one with ‘em? You made sure we got ‘em all? We ca?? ?Damn right I’m sure? Hell, this ain’t our first time.? The passenger butts in, tossing the rag on the seat between them. ?Nobody’s going to miss them for. My ultimate goal, as I flew from desert to jungle and backagain, was to find the Master Sissy Key. With that powerful talisman inmy hands, I could once and for all. Rid the world of pants. Making it aworld of beautiful females and shemales. I had already acquired the Ringof Piper. With it, I had summoned girls and boys from all over to mycompound. There with a touch, I had changed them into happy well-behavedsissies. Of course, I was not without detractors. One of them being, TheMartin Gospel. The next few days, we all stayed at our flat whilst mum made all the arrangements for Arnold's funeral and we began making plans to move down to the cottage.Mr. Patel and Joe were genuinely sad that we were leaving, we'd been good tenants and not only was there mutual respect, but we'd grown to like each other as well and even Joe who we'd not really known all that long was quite sorry that we were going too.We spent most evenings in the garden, the girls just drinking a few cans of lager.