Jim is a 20 something year old guy that keeps hitting on me, he's about 6’ 200 lbs and has a stocky build. He's a nice enough guy and all but like I...said, not up here and I've had to tell him a number of times now.I'm very careful not to give the wrong impression and all so WTF gives with him anyway.I was in the kitchen cooking rib eye steaks when he comes up behind me and dry humps my ass. He was not subtle about it either, I could feel his dick. Now normally I would just rub my ass against. .' After I left work I looked into the envelop, there were twenty very large bills that turned out to be authentic. I wasted no time in addressing the letter to myself at my grandma's house and calling her to look out for my letter and save it for me. I knew she would not open anything addressed to me if she knew I was expecting it. Friday evening came and I was waiting at the burger joint. Joliet arrived with another lady boy in the passenger seat, she got into the back seat and stretched. Once I met a guy at a Brazilian restaurant that transformed into a club at night. It had a techno room, a hip hop room and a salsa meringue room. Being the fickle girl that I am, I liked to move between rooms so I wouldn’t get bored. There were usually hot young Latinos there, my favorite flavor of that decade. I’m into Black men now, but I still go for the Latin flavor every now and then. I saw him from behind. Tall, muscular caramel-skinned Latino. Call him Diego, he was 22. Diego’s tight. That one's Tom,"she said proudly, pointing at me.Martha and I maintained a discreet silence while Susie responded. "Goon then, Doris," she said with a smile. "How could you tell?" The lips," Doris smirked. She stepped closer to me, examining myfacial prosthetics closely. "The face is amazing, but Martha's lipsare plumper, more feminine. Tom's are noticeably thinner."She was quite right of course. Susie congratulated her."Mind you, you have to know what to look for to spot the.