"Oh." Was all that Paul could say in reply.Mandy stopped. "Actually, it's not a bad idea. Come on."Paul called after her, but Mandy had already disapp...ared inside. Cursing under his breath, he followed her.Inside the club was like another world, there were men dancing with other men and drag queens. There were also quite a few women. Paul went over to Mandy, trying to avoid catching anyone's eye.Mandy smiled at his discomfort. "Relax. Many hetero friends of mine go here. The big advantage is. Her hand wandered onto my leg and began drifting slowly along my thigh. Obviously, things began to react to her attention and soon she was stroking my hard cock as my own hand explored along her back down to her full ass squeezed into that smooth dress. Soon she found my zipper and eased it down and worked my hard cock free and swallowed it in one swift motion. I could do no more that caress her ass and leg and the back of her head since that damned dress was so tight. It was about a twenty. She ran her fingers through her short hair and turned to see how the suit fit. It wasn't too revealing, but it hugged her butt, arguably her best asset given her height and build.She was still turning in the mirror when she heard Geneva ask through the slotted door, "What do you think?" I'll come out," Di said and steeled herself for their judgement. She kept her eyes on the ground until she stepped in front of the three-way mirror."Oh, I like that one." Geneva tugged the back of the suit to. Bennie released her grip and let Monica drop back over the couch gasping and coughing for air as she stood over her starring a Stan with a mixture of shock and anger swirling on her face.“You are.. you are right…Stan. Don’t move, both of you, or I will kill you and myself.” Bennie said quietly. The words sent chills down his spine as she walked away heading back up the stairs.“We can make a break for it Monica.” Stan whispered planning a quick get away from this sensual hell. Monica’s face.