"Show off!" Clarence shouted.Getting up I helped Clarence pick up the mess, "Well I said, I best be going I have a business to run." I wouldn't be so ...ure George," Clarence said. "Mind if I tag along?" Sure," I said, "they might be able to get you set up with something at the store." I told him.We walked for a while then entered the building I had my business in. Something was off where were all the offices? Why was there just a huge room with tiny cubicles in it.A woman walked up to me, "I'm. .I been hittin' it pretty hard at the gym,” I explained. "I bet you’re gettin' that High School tail in record numbers huh?" He leaned against the tile countertop, still glancing down at my partially covered cock and balls. I'd hoped he wouldn't see that I shaved them bald because he might think that's kinda gay. “Not really,” I lied. Girls were calling me all the time. "Do you uh...do you shave down there?" He motioned at my crotch and flashed a sly smile. “Damn!' I thought. “He noticed!;. My girl was supposed to meet me here but she says she is running late from getting nails and her done etc. I'm wondering why she waited to New Years eve to get this done (WHO DOES THAT) but whatever. So I sneak out of this party and head to my directors. I pull up and WOW he lives in a real mansion. I've been to a few mansions before, and I know he is pulling in 800-1mill per year but he is sooooo cheap I figured he lived in a nice but moderate house, not a 10 room house in River Oaks area. . He no longer thought of the person he was about tomeet as Mike Harris, he thought of her as Michele Nylons.He felt a trace of self-loathing but he was fascinated by the idea ofmeeting a sexy transvestite in the flesh. He almost wished he hadn'tfound all of those images on Mike Harris' computer because now he foundhimself compelled to keep looking at them. His cock thickened as herecalled the images of the sexy transvestites sucking and fucking eachother."Christ!" he muttered, and flicked his.