“Finally, there is our cousin ... the Spirit of Black Magic,” It finished, indicating a figure in black as opposed to the others being in white or...cream colored clothing. It appeared to be a man of at least thirty years or so old.“We have appeared here today to inform all of you of our decision on who we will continue to support in the future. For this announcement, we will need the chief protagonists here in front of us to hear directly what we have decided,” the Spirit of Ley Line Magic. ”“Ah, come on! You guys owe me. I put my ass on the line for you.”“Mr. Thomas, if you want out of the program, I’ll take you as far as Harrisburg. You’ll have to provide your own transportation from there.”“You bastard,” Kristen groaned into the pillow. She had been so close, and Andy, the bastard, kept her there. So close, Kristen thought. Andy’s mouth trailed kisses upwards across her ass. His fingers, those wonderfully strong and scratchy fingers kept up their torments. Maybe if she. It was only a disguise, not a life choice. He won over the jury, comingacross as completely credible.The defense's plan of making him unbelievable as a pervert pretending tobe a woman fell apart quickly. Instead, his story of being forced intoskirts to stay out of jail had the courtrooms rapt attention. As heexplained, he was forced by circumstances to suppress his male ego andlive as a woman.His lawyer interrupted his testimony. "Excuse me Mr. Trousdale. Aseveryone can see, you don't look. After a fewmoments, a counting team tallied the results.The announcement was made, "The Red Mask, The Gold Mask and the PurpleMask." I was the red mask, Perry the gold and I wasn't sure about thepurple. We were then led into the changing room and given another pair ofpantyhose. These were different in that they had an opening in the back.I could feel the air on my bottom. We were led to the front of our largeroom and turned to face the crowd. We were gapped for space between us aseach of us had.