I just didn't know what that could be.As I continued to look around, I found a large stash of video tapes. Damned curiosity overwhelmed me again, as I...was amazed for the next four hours. I finally had to turn it off, because it altered so many things for me my head was spinning, and I had to get ready to go. I had discovered I didn't know who I was with. This was obviously why Gary was so hard on Lynn; to keep from going back to this.My Lynn, my She, my Her, my You, was a porn star. There was. "Well, well, you are very lucky, you look to cute for me to be mad at you, in fact those panties look better on you than me," she laughed.She saw that had a pair of her panties in my hand. "So what were you doing with a pair of my used, dirty panties, Stan?", she looked at me as if in disgust," Are you a pervert? Do you like to smell dirty pussy stained panties? Answer me you little faggot and if it pleases me maybe I will let you smell my real cunt." Yes Kristen i was smelling them." Call me. I may look into that after I get to Austin. It will depend on the job prospects."By the time I got to Austin, I was already missing Jess, but I needed to pay attention to way was going on in front of my nose. There must have been a hundred or more saloons in Austin, so I figured I had to start somewhere. I went to the saloon across the street from the train station to see if the bartender might have any word on a job I'd be interested in.Shit! From what the bartender had to say, the job. Slowly, Jay lifts my shirt up over my head, dropping it to the floor. His hands explore across my body, settling to softly grope my breasts. I let out a low moan, excited by the arousing feelings. Then he does something I didn’t expect. Jay unbuttons my pants and slides them off my legs. Startled by the sudden invasion, I pull back. “Is that not okay?” Jay asks, resting his arms around my waist. I think about it, standing in my undergarments. Jay’s never pushed me beyond what I’m willing to.