I had just walked in the door from the arraignment, seething and planning what I could do, when the doorbell rang. I opened the door and it was him! ...��Mr. Edwards, I just wanted you to know…’ was as far as he got when I hit him square in the face with all my might. Being one step above him, it was a mighty blow. He fell backwards onto the porch, his head making a sickening sound when it hit the concrete. He lay their glassy eyed and unmoving as I stood over him. I watched as he took a couple of. On the drive there I was being playful with my top undone so that Mike could see my bra and breasts. He likes to play with my nipples so I had on a shelf bra. As we got to the I had buttoned my top up but must not had gotten the top button done very well. Mike did not say a word either in the store as I showed him the couch and love seat that I liked. The sales guy must have liked the view as well. He had me sit on a few and stood right in front of me. So with the one picked out that I liked. I looked over and noticed his face. His glazed-over eyes and giant smile made it clear that whatever Jamal put in our drinks had completely destroyed his mind. As much as I tried to fight it, I knew the same would soon happen to me as well. I could feel the urges bubbling up inside of me when I looked around at the big group of buff and dark alpha males. Each one of them stood there with their massive dicks hanging in plain sight."Go on, brothas! Do whatever you want with these new faggot. For a moment as I parked the car I took a deepbreath, wondering if I had lost my mind. My mink coat was open exposingmy corset and minimalistic panties. The only other thing I was wearingbesides my French perfume was a pair of ridiculously high six inch blackleather platform high heels. These sensual fetish shoes did have truepurpose!I walked up to the front door in my sexy mink and platform heelsconfidently swaying like a runway model. I felt a freedom like I hadnever felt as a transvestite.