.his eyes...looked right into mine. There wasn't any anger inthem. No confusion either.I felt myself take a step forward, drawn to him. The connection...we sharedwith our gaze was magnetic. Before I new it I was next to the bed. He stood up then, making itpossible only to meet his gaze by looking up. Such a change from my world.To look up at one with my stature. I felt weak, small and insignificant.His hands rose and grasped me ever so gently on my shoulders. I felt himpull me close. My body. ." I let out a muffled moan into Bryan's mouth as both my boys were now pushing me closer and closer to climaxing. "Yeah suck your new daddy off my lil Leify, suck out his love frosting." I over heard Jamal say as he encouraged my boys. I couldn't take it anymore as my cock started firing shot after shot into Leif's mouth. "Uuuuuunpphh!" I grunted into Bryan's mouth, holding him tight as I released my load. "Mmmmm such a good lil Leafy. Share his love frosting boy." Jamal said in a deviant. Mick for once was quite happy with this idea. Victor my Mandingo stud asked me to look like a secretary, you know pencil shape midi skirt, white blouse and seamed stockings, with heels and suspenders. I found a bra tat was half cup, so he could get my milky nips out to suck.Sue arrived in a tartan skirt and white blouse, she was though alone?Mick took me to a bar to meet Victor waiting for us. He was wearing a suit and open white shirt, plus he was sat with an old white guy?Mick was asked by. I once saw a married couple bump into each other here. He was with some guy and she was with, well, me. By the time they got to screaming at each other about being "cheating, lying, two-timing queers", I decided to fade out of the picture. I might be pretty well built, 6 foot tall and 185 pounds and reasonably strong, but being butch don't mean I'm dumb.Tonight Antoine's was packed. It always is for Monday night football. I did get to the bar without having more than a couple of pushing.