He promised himself that if he ever got the chance he would get rid of Jeff.It was Monday afternoon. He had just come away from a meeting with Morris ...ith 2 orders. Since the actual final use for the human’s was never indicated, like Morris he could only speculate based on the specification. For one the specification was for a healthy athletic male. For the other the specification included height and weight along with being healthy and athletic.Ryan thought the best possibility of finding. I was rubbing inside his thigh and kissing, no tongues, a young man, the atmosphere was electric, he put his hand on my leg and was moving it up inside my thigh, we were caressing each other thighs when I realised he was copying what I did, so I moved my hand up his thigh and onto the front of his lap, it was then I realised how hard his cock really was.I kissed him down his neck as he sat there with his mouth open and my hand rubbing the front of his jeans, he was starting to move his hand. We're standing facing each other, I'm under the water ruffling my hair making sure it's wet all the way through, but he's still just kinda standing there, now trying to hide his little cock with his forearms...like he's washing the tops of his thighs or something. The sight makes me grin, I couldn't help it, he was just so awkward. "Ok," I'm thinking, "let's have some fun." and with that, I go to pick up my shower gel, but deliberately fumble it so it falls near the twink, the sound making him. I couldn't believe I was looking at Stella. I mean, I'd never suspected that she was a tranny but there was the proof right there between her legs. Now what she'd said about being surprised at the things she'd done seemed to make more sense. Whether she won the contest or not I wanted to get to know her a whole lot better. In fact, it was hard to imagine that a tranny lived only a few blocks from me or that a woman I'd seen regularly for a year was also a tranny. For one of the few times since.