I sat down next to him, and our host put in a VHS porn tape (this WAS the early '80's) Of course, it was a gay flick, and it was about black guys and ...hite sissies. They weren't trannies or CD's, but they were sissies. As the movie progressed, Walter started squeezing my thigh, and running his hand up and down my inner thigh. It was obvious he wasn't here for the guy whose apartment it was, and I could sense a bit of jealousy on his part. Eventually Walter pulled me close to him, and whispered. Why dont you act a bit camp for the girls and they will lap it up and you can get them in the bar I protested..I am not gay,!ohhh sorry mate said Alan i just assumed you were its just that you look a bit feminine sorry i meant no offense, but think about it for a min you could put on a bit of an act and the girls will love it and we get more people in the bar, its a win win for us both you get to keep your job and i get to pick up more girls.I laughed do you think it will work?sure Alan. The session was going better than I had dared to hope and Susan had respected everything we had talked about beforehand, even as she threw us interesting curve balls. She was indeed a professional. But more than that, she was a friend.She led me back into the bedroom where I wasn't surprised to see Amanda waiting in light bondage. Her wrists had been tied together in front of her and then the rope had been tied off to a ring in the ceiling. Her arms were raised to the point where her wrists. “Don’t worry,” said John. “You’re already naked and extremely wet. I’ll make it fast.”He didn’t give the girl time to protest and started to push his penis into her. She let out a groan as she felt the teenager’s thick member spreading her pussy lips and trying to invade her hole. John had his share of virgins and this girl was one of the tightest. He tried gently pushing his dick forward but it wasn’t working. He had to use another method. He held onto the young girl’s hips and started rocking.