"No, It can't wait. What I have to say is important. Now, sit down and answer my question." I said, forcefully."What's the matter, Hank? You seem upse...?" She said sitting on the edge of the couch."Where were you today at lunch? Did you notice the yellow rose laying over there on the table? And why didn't you answer your cell phone?" I had a few errands to run. I guess I forgot to take my phone with me. What's the big deal? Yes, I saw the rose, I just haven't had the chance to put in water yet.. It was a guy, but witha padded top that gave the illusion of breasts large enough to match hischubby form. He had on plenty of black eye make-up and generous amountsof lip liner, lipstick, and lip gloss. He wore a Cleopatra wig wit agold diadem encircling it.As Carl returned to Marie and Juno, he kept glancing back uneasily at thedancer. Was he too expected to perform like that? The 'harem girl' waspassing among the tables, receiving much touching and accompanying tips. Carl touched his. She could see the dog's pink-red prick as it pumped it into the bitch's rump. Its prick was big—long and thick and slick, and its balls were fat and furry.She was suddenly hot, and she decided to go inside.She went to the bedroom and stripped off her clothes and surveyed herself in the full-length mirror. Hmm, well, Ms. Locler, she thought to her reflection, how are we doing? We're twenty-three, with long honey-blonde hair, blue-green eyes, tan complexion, five foot seven, one thirty. Not bad,. Apparently Stevan could read my mind. He fell to his knees and quickly opened the zipper of my jeans. It automatically fell off my ass without a belt around it. Stevan grabbed my cock and stared at the metal cock ring that I had put on after the shower. Then he looked up at me. "I'm going to blow you," he said horny. "You do it and that will still not make me gay, pervert!" I barked at him. I really did not want the other guys in the neighborhood to think I liked men. And hoped that this lie.
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