) Convince my best friend Paxton to cover me no matter what? Check. (I mean, what kind of best friend wouldn’t?) Secretly acquire a passport? Check....$3000 of hard earned cash at my disposal? Check. Plane ticket for the cheapest flight to London physically possible? Check. Wire the home telephone to automatically transfer to my cell phone? Check. Constantly obsess over the small details such as an adapter for my phone charger? Check. Check. And check. I went through my checklist over and over. Pansy froze, her cock thrusting obscenely in front of her.Before she knew it, her midsection was being encased in an ultra-sissycorset that had been made for her.Standing behind Pansy, she started to pull the laces together. With eachtug, she could feel her manhood being constricted out of her. She couldfeel the garments forcing to arch her back invitingly. Pansy gasped asshe saw the cloth pushing the flesh of her chest up more and more givingher a small, yet pronounced bust line.Just when the. "Hi Armando?" Benny bowed his head, embarrassed after their last moment."You look very beautiful, young lady," said Armando, coming in andkissing his cheek. "And it's my pleasure to meet you? I've heard so muchabout you, princess. My nephew will be a lucky guy to have you on hisarm." Oh, nice to meet you too," said Benny, looking up at Melissa, winking athim. "Nephew?" Ramiro, she's ready," said Armando, peeking out of the room and wavingsomeone in. "Come on in and why don't you two get to know. She needs to see I’m pissed as hell, and I don’t want to recreate it in front of her.”“So, what can I do, Nate?”“Bro, you’ve helped by being here. Go to church. Pray for us. I don’t know what for, but it feels major.”“Call later if you need something or need to talk, okay?”“I promise.” I gave him a hug slightly harder than a normal ‘bro’ hug.I had five hours to kill until she’d be home. I paced. I sat. The beer in the fridge kept calling me, but I was wise enough not to give in. Food had no.