"Don't say a word," he said softly as he reached up and placed his hand over hers on the overhead handhold."Wh..." Shhh," the man said again, Jacquie ...elt a sharp point pressing against her belly, "be quite and you won't be hurt." Jacquie looked down and saw the point of a switchblade pushing against her stomach. She gasped involuntarily when she felt the back of her skirt raised, and the man standing behind her slip both of his hands inside the top of her panties. She swallowed several times. One of my hands was under her shirt, slowly rubbing around her perky nipples. Her head was bent forward against the mirror and her long brow hair hanging over the sink. I was slowly kissing her soft neck and her ear. I lifted up her skirt and started felling her pussy, it was still wet, worm and slippery. Her lags started to spread as I was running my fingers along her completely soaked pussy. She arched her back towards me, and I could fell my hard cock pulsating against her body. I pulled my. She pushed his hands away to find his bulging cock, but was overtaken and turned around to face the wall. He all but attacked the back of her neck and pushed his body against hers. She reached behind her and could feel his thick, hard dick through his jeans. She could tell he was as eager to come as she was. His hands squeezed her breasts hard before flipping her back around to face him. His hands were large, calloused, and thick, feeling rough on her soft skin. She hurridly unzipped his pants. ."What do you mean?" I stammered."Are you the next sissy to be displayed?" Of course I'm not. That's silly." Is it?" Jerome asked. " You'd look good in a dress, I bet. Just likeyour fairy friend."Jerome smiled even more broadly. He patted me on the butt and walkedaway. Fine. Walk away. Damn it, this isn't my life. Yes, I'm a smallerguy. Big deal. We all aren't NFL players! So my hair is a little long.Kelly likes it like this. It doesn't mean that I was going to changelike, well, like Patrick.