I closed the door behind us and slipped to my knees in front of him. I pulled the jogging pants he had worn down letting him step from them. I looked ...p to see his limp cock hanging there between his legs.I took it into my hand and caressed it as I ran my tongue across the head of his dick. I started to pump at his cock as I licked at the head. Sam’s cock grew quickly in my hand to fully hard. His cock I swear was a match exactly to Jack’s cock.“Your cock is just like Jack’s and I know Janet. Because I said so.”We got into the car and drove downtown to this tattoo parlor that I knew about. We were able to park right outside and there were two guys inside and no apparent customers. When we walked in, I told the women to put their coats in the chairs and all 4 were standing there nude with these two guys looking on. One was a big black man and the other an overly tattooed older white man: “What’s this man? We can get closed down if the cops see nude women in here.”“You didn’t see the. She just gave me a semi angry stare that looks really cute. I guess she was trying to be funny too. So before the food arrives, we do not feel the tension anymore.After dinner she suggested that we go bar hopping. Well, in Angelse City bar hopping means Go Go Bars. I never went to a strip club with a girl before but since I see she is pretty cool about it, I agreed. While in the clubs we drank beers – San Miguel Light. We kept comparing which girl is prettier and who can really work as a. He said that having a romantic or sexual scene with her was next toimpossible for a variety of reasons. He told her that he was a boygirl.He didn't fit into any of the usual labels under the term "transgender,"but that's what he was. He was different.He thought she would be discouraged and move on. Instead, she continuedto probe. For reasons he will never understand, he casually referred to atransgender story that he had once written. She asked what its name wasand without thinking, he gave it.