.." he began."But nothing, do as you're told, faggot!" I ordered. "Unless you don't want my cock anymore."Realizing my threat, he sighed, "OK, I will ...et out of my date." Good girl," I responded, which I knew he hated."I expect you to make me supper and," I paused, deciding to push him further, "I expect you dressed completely as a girl." What?" he asked, confused."I want you in a dress, wearing a bra, panties, your wig, make-up and stockings, not pantyhose, stockings." Oh," he answered,. After kissing me a short while, Cal lifted my left leg and tilted my body to the side, began fingering my arse. He worked my hole very gently initially, priming me for his knob. Shortly, he started to prod my pucker with his dick before entering and fucking me steadily. Later, he pushed me flat on my back and after pulling both my legs in the air, gave me an anal massage that literally drove me crazy. Because Cal had a curved cock that was hectically upturned, he practically pulverized my. They had finally been satisfied and had resumed to the silver-colored trailer for a few hours sleep before pulling up stakes and hitting the road for Line Creek, their first scheduled performance.When Sarah awoke, though she had nearly managed to pull herself out of her drugged hangover a few times while they were moving along the gravel highway north, they were already in the tiny mining community of Line Creek. She opened the door of the camper and stood there for a long few minutes, just. We walked around the village and took a taxi tour of the island. I showed her Mother's artist colony and gallery, and we went by Carolyn's cottage.The fog came in while we were in the taxi, but because of my plane's instruments and my instrument rating, I didn't have a problem taking off. We were barely off when I heard a distress call for help on the airport's Unicom frequency. The parents of two teenagers, a brother and sister, feared they were lost at sea in a small sailboat. The boat didn't.