And I realize that I need to refocus on the moment! I hear you introduce yourself, then you both exchange "How you doing" chit chat, but I yell over t...e music, "Let's go!" The loud place is getting to me, and I want to keep my horny vibe going.You grab my hand and lead me out. I look back to make sure Tomas follows. Outside the club my ear drums feel a little numb. The summer night has gotten almost chilly. "So I'm like 10-15 minutes from here," he says. Tomas seems more nervous now, but still. Rich was positive with the paper editorials on him that Williams knew who Mike Simmons was and would shit when he found out who he had threatened."Why Chuck, you fucking stud" Britney sighed. "I can call you Chuck can't I baby?" Yeah bitch, you can call me Chuck and when my thick long cock is buried in your cunt you can call me Daddy" Williams laughed."OK Chuck," Britney sighed for him. "I've had my hand in my panties stroking my clit this whole conversation thinking about that big bulge in. He deliberately had me dress as full-on butch as Icould. The whole chaps, harness, boots, and motorcycle jacket bit. Ilooked good and I knew it. The contrast though was striking. He wasthere in his leathers, me in mine, and his little sissy was done up allin pink fluff. He had that little sissy serve us both the wholeevening. Dinner, drinks, discussing his past sissies, his present one,and his plans. My plans too. He had that little bitch parade around asa living breathing example of his power. . no, Miss, you are allowed full nudity anywhere on the island." Oh, please, stop calling me 'Miss', my name is Maggie..." Thank you Miss Maggie. My name is Cara. We've been expecting you. Do you enjoy your flight?" Yes, Cara, I did. Especially the last one... the one here..." Maggie drifted off, her train of thought suddenly captured by Cara's beautiful dark eyes."You're the last from the flight to check in, Miss Maggie. Would you like me to show you to your suite?" Of course, Cara. I can't.