”“You fucking burned our clothes?” Jerry’s voice was harsh.“It looks like you played fast and loose with my property,” said the man, his v...ice still calm. “Seemed like a fair trade.”“You fucking burned our clothes?“ yelled Jerry. “My keys were in my jeans!““I’m sure you have a spare set at home,” said The Hermit.“My billfold was in my pants!“ gasped Jason Marshal.“Mine too!” came other yells.“Now that’s a real shame,” said The Hermit. “You know, it occurs to me that if you were still wearing. Shefinished off me with a touch of perfume.When she had finished she asked me what I thought, I was standing infront of the mirror and I could not believe what I was seeing, it wasn'tme anymore it was a very pretty girl, and make no mistake it was agirl I was looking at in the reflection, I didn't know what to say ordo, I just mumbled, "I love it." She asked me to give her a twirl whichI did, it felt amazing, even the corset felt part of me."Okay," Julie said, "Let's go down and see what your. “Do what you want with me.” The words seemed to unleash something in him. He kissed her powerfully and the imitative aspect of it seemed to dissolve. He wasn’t playing dominant. He was dominating her. She was his in his mind, and he could do whatever he wanted with her. “You’re my locked up little sex kitten.” He said. “I can’t wait to fuck the shit out of you.” He began to finger her with an intensity he had never unleashed. “Just so you know, you’re not getting out until you're drenched in. ”“Todd Royce IV. Yes, I’m old New Hampshire money! This is my wife, Natasha,” Todd declared with obvious pride in his Singaporean bride.“Stewart Goldfarb. Yeah, I’m Jewish AND gay! The double whammy!” Stewart announced.“Joseph Mazzola, but you can call me ‘Joey.’ Half-Italian, half-Irish, all homo!” Joey cracked his own joke.“Wow, so two of the men in this club are completely gay! I like how inclusive you guys are!” Shelby expressed delight in that fact.“Yep. I’m straight as a barber’s razor.