A few minutes in, with our drinks in hand, Scotts friend, Ben, sat back and asked "So you probably figured out this was a gay bar. I didn't even reall... think. Are you OK?" "Yeah, I'm fine.", I laughed. "It doesn't bother me." "Cool", he said. We talked for about another hour, mainly about work. They were from Portland and been together for about two years. I was new to Seattle and wanted to see some things first, so I told him I was going to do a little sight seeing. I stood up and said, "See. As she was doing this the oldman was telling her he was old enough to be her great great grandfather this only made stacy suck on his cock harder and before long he was shooting his old seed into her mouth which she swallowed of course. The old guy thanked stacy before moving to the side to let another guy get his dick sucked he was a good bit younger than the first guy maybe around 40 with a big cock. He wanked his cock in stacys face before she took him in her mouth. He reached into the car. They start looking around for the rest of the costume, combing thru the racks for the right size. Next, they find skeleton gloves. Last, they find a skeleton bucket then, they start to look around for a costume for her. “How about I dress up as Sally?” Kate asks. Jason shakes his head yes. She searches for a few minutes and finds one in her size. “Let's go try this on, okay?” Jason starts to run to the dressing rooms; Kate does her best to follow. Inside the room Jason sits down as Kate pulls. To the side even stood a wooden horse like I had once seen at an old castle, only freshly polished and glistening in the dim light of the bulbs interspersed over the ceiling. Another shove had me stand inside the room and the door swung shut with a resounding click. I spun around and realized that it didn’t have a handle, just small number pad embedded in the wall next to it. I stared at Helen with frightened eyes. She just smiled back and took a step towards me, which made me back away. It.