He didn't even know my name but knew who I was. He gave me his address and I came over. I made it a point to wear my tightest jeans and no shirt under...a denim coat and wore a bandana. He let me in and asked me to sit down. He instantly wanted to jump me, but I told him to sit next to me...and watch. I pulled out my bulging cock and basically did my best Jeff Stryker; I started to dirty talk him and taunt him with my youthful pulsating body, slowly stroking my cock... He started to jerk off. After the legislative silliness, the group planned the bathroom trip asa non-violent protest. They came prepared, and a few enjoyed whatactually happened. It had caused a few who would not have come, to comeas a show of solidarity.One theater patron said, "Aren't you ladies lined up for the wrongroom?" Not according to the state's silly laws," came the deep voiced replyfrom Jean one of the larger ladies in the line. Jean's an ex-Marine,linebacker type, having trimmed down to 220 lbs. She wore. Kylie's bikini top had early on started to cause trouble and on her third downward trip had come adrift altogether, the strap breaking and the insubstantial bit of fabric fluttering down into a crowd of hooting youths, whose anxiety to capture it as a souvenir had caused a minor riot, after which one person had required immediate and urgent medical attention and another was to limp painfully for several weeks thereafter.This unfortunate mishap had clearly left her with a few questions to answer. "The only thing I had to do was that binding spell youtaught me. She was silly and tried changing into a bat, so I put her inthis vase."I had my best 'look mommy at what I did!' face on. She picked me up andsquished me with a tight hug for a moment. I watched her look into thevase and she said, "Bring that creature down to the throne room forjudgement in one hour. Do not let anyone come near it." As if to make aspecial point she created a cage from thin air that wrapped around thevase tightly..