I looked at myreflection in a shop front. I was always quite a thin man and this meantthat now, dressed as I was, I made quite a convincing woman. I...thenrealised that I was looking into a sex shop window and the man inside wasbeckoning me to come in.Once inside Jane found a corset and said, "Hey, Simone, you always saidyou wanted your own corset, well this looks perfect, why don't you try iton. Go on I dare you."I had never turned down a dare before and I didn't intend to start now.Besides I. From a duo to a trio so smoothly Judy never considered they could just catch a cab."Sure, glad to help. Meet you out front in five."I was idling at the curb when they popped out 15 minutes later."Where to, ladies?"They giggled like girls (duh) in whispered conference, proposing this place, rejecting that. They'd had enough of the clubs tonight. Judy's roommate is ill, no privacy there. Amy lives with her parents (no she doesn't), so..."Um Jake, I know this is a little weird but could we maybe. But not here, in the cab. Not for what he wants. Not for what I need. He steps out and walks around to my open door. I had made to leave but stopped, my eyes unfocused and my legs unsteady. He leads me down. But no romance, not in this. He leads me to the back of his lorry. He stands, his back to the large metal doors, leaning in. I crouch. I fumble, he helps and his trousers are open. His hands on my head, pushing. My ponytail pulled, tight. His words rough. His sweat, his stench. The cold.. I had never been there, but he said to pay the guy at the desk $20 and you could go into the theater. He said we could fool there. I met him there about 30 minutes later. The place was seedy, but relatively clean. I paid my $20 and the clerk buzzed me into the theater. Theater is a bit of stretch, the "theater" has 2 rooms, one with couches and a big TV showing interracial porn, there are also 4 booths, if you want some privacy. The other room has a chairs along the walls and a two couches with.