So if that doesn't bother you, you are invited to come. But if you are upset now because I haven't told you earlier, I would understand that too. So w...at are you saying?“Of course, that changed the situation. what if the guy was jealous and had a gun and came home unexpectedly in the middle of our get-together. But then again, it Was her problem and she probably knew exactly when she could pull these sorts of stunts. Plus I had been on the road for a while now, and I really wanted to fuck. So I. I stood up and buttoned my pants but left my almost hard dick hanging out as I walked out of the room. Outside there was a pretty fat black guy who looked at me and said, “that’s a really big white cock!” Well, I guess I was flattered so we went back into the “private room”. (Not so private as I insisted the door be left open.) Again, he sucked me briefly before going on his way.I got up and wandered around, back past the gay theater to the she-male room. There were more guys in there, but they. In one moment,I'll have boring looking feet and legs, while an instant later I'llsuddenly have shapely, sexy legs from their being molded by high heelsthat only a woman would ever be wearing, and the transformation makes mefeel like Cinderella. Well, okay, I know Cinderella wore glassslippers, not boots. Work with me, here.After putting on my tasteful silver hoop earrings, silver necklace, andwoman's watch, I reached for my new possession. I call it my "slave"ring. It's a sterling silver. I sat in front of her, making my eye level right by her tattoo. Just above Mark’s name I printed, ‘Roger’, then ‘Ken’. When I started the third name Kaye asked, ‘Will you put them all on me?’ ‘Didn’t you cuckold me with all of them? Didn’t you give away what you swore in a wedding ceremony would only be shared with me?’ ‘I’m sorry!’ I printed, ‘Brad.’ As I finished Brad I asked, ‘My brother Brad?’ ‘Yes. But… I only did him twice.’ ‘When? Exactly.’ ‘The day before he married Emily and during.