As the evening drew on we decided to go to the local club. We didn't drink much as we wanted to remember the night. I asked Mark if I could have a dan...e with Jane and we both walked up to the dancefloor. She was wearing really slutty clothes; stockings, thigh high boots, micro miniskirt, g-string and a see through top. Many times she grinded against my cock during the dance and it grew harder in my pants. As we danced and my cock grew harder she drew me close, whispering in my ear "You're. Alex, or rather Alice, looked up at me with teary eyes and said, almostcrying, "They made me... I had no choice..." I hugged him, or her, and shecried on my shoulder. "She is such a crybaby - a dominatrix boss said -we had to use waterproof makeup - it won't wash off for a few days, butit doesn't run when she cries." So did we," said my boss to my horror. "But our sissy likes it andwants to be dressed like this, don't you, sissy?" she asked firmly,lifting my chin up with her index finger."Yes,. Check your morals at the door. My guess is you’ll be in this business for a while, whether you like it or not, so get used to it. You want something done? Owe me a huge favour or do it your Goddamned self. Excuse me, I got a thing. Jerry, see him out.”And with that, he stormed out of the back room of the fishing supply store. I was a bit shocked. Gerard stayed behind and grinned.“Don’t worry about it. You’re new to this. He’s been through twenty years of intrigue and backstabbing, particularly. It seemed like every one of the fuses in the crate went off at once, and that was enough of an explosion to trigger Billy's primer cord. Less than a second later, the whole building exploded!Billy and I were thrown through the open door into the parking lot and sent skidding along the pavement. The combination of the explosive blast and the abrasion from the pavement tore all of our clothes off, except for our socks and boots. Luckily, Billy had the RV keys on a chain around his neck, and they.