Moving to the closet, she dumped them in the hamper. Finally she moved into the bathroom, and faced the mirror. Before her was the same face she saw...every morning. Not a beautiful face, nor an unpleasant one, just an average face with average looks. Reaching for her brush, she started to stroke her hair and arrange it, and then rearrange it. It was fairly long, about four inches below her shoulders, and she wore it in fashion like most of her friends, kinda wild, kinda long, kinda teased. . I am willing to split the cost with you." Ray scoffed, "No, not fine. I do not pay to get my rocks off. You need to find a chick with a dick to meet us, and one that does not charge. I fancy seeing the Tranny sucking your cock; I take her from the rear. Then I would like to see her cock fucking your man-cunt." Ray was graphic about what he wanted. From our conservation, it appeared the sight of a man in woman clothes turned on Ray. Remembering a few years back, I met a man and a Tranny for. I saw Dragon lifting his gun toward me. No, I didn’t know who fired first. No, I didn’t see him kill the girl, I was already losing consciousness. No, I was not there to entice a showdown. Yes, I knew Ernie because our daughters went to school together. No, I had never seen him with a weapon before. And on and on. Why was I there? I was deep in thought about helping the neighborhood by installing new lighting in the park as we had done in Loring Neighborhood. No, I did not use drugs or make use. I close again and so does she. This night is different tho. We're all alone. The manager covering tonight doesn't give a crap about anything. So we basically do whatever. We close at 10 pm. It's 8 o'clock now, I'm sitting in the back. I hear the door swing open, "hey babe, what're you doing?" "Uh nothing really, just hanging out." She moves closer to me, just enough so that one of her massive tits is pressed against my arm, my cock starts to tingle. "Haha why are you so close to me?" I ask.