" Carl moaned as Rick moved his hand over his rock-harderection."You're just a little fag, Carl, I can feel your little cock, so hardthinking about th...t man's ass." Rick quickly undid Carl's belt and undidhis pants, pulling them down to his thighs. "Pink panties, Carl. Are they?Yes, satin, with little pink bows. You are a sissy, aren't you, Carl?" I..I, well, Rick, I, uh, I didn't want to tell you, but..." And even clear lip gloss. I can't believe it. Stand up and show me yourpanties, Carl.". "My cousin owns this. We prearranged for security to take the night off when I arrived." "You mean we have the whole Carnival to ourselves?" "I told you, I had a surprise." We walked to the back side of the Carnival grounds and stood before a large, colorful carousel. "I remembered how you loved carousels, so hop up. I'll be right back." You stood next to a white horse with a large, brightly colored, red, blue, and gold saddle. You searched, looking off in the darkness for me. Suddenly you. I did notice two attractive older women at the table next to mine who appeared to be single. Both were in their late forties I judged, but still very nice looking. Both brunettes, one had a splendid set of breast-works that made me green with envy, as well as making my mouth water. I listened with half an ear to the other, more slender, woman talking. I couldn’t make out what she was saying, but her soft Southern accent was a delight to listen to. For a moment my thoughts drifted to Belle Boyd. Then he broke away and pressed on."I cannot wait. If they won't leave us alone, I swear we'll give 'em a show on the bri ... ah. Here we go."He pressed his badge against a somewhat grubby door. It opened, and he pulled her into the dim space, lined with mesh bags hanging from the walls. There was a constant susurrus as the bags shifted ... No, there was a smell, that's what there was, above all else a smell.She covered her nose."What in the names of the Ten Suns... ?" Pissmops. Nobody ever.