I broke a date to come here and make sure you guys were okay. This can be kind of a dangerous place for a couple of tender little morsels like you and...Alex.’ ‘Well, I am sure we can handle ourselves, my dance partner here would have helped me.’ ‘Well, sweets, it didn’t look to me like you two were dancing!’ TJ countered with a smile. ‘This place was kind of turning me on, and my friend and I were taking a little time out from dancing.’ I said. TJ turned my partner, shook his hand and thanked. Still, it takes me a couple of hours to get into makeup, hair, and costume, but I love every aspect of the process. Well, almost every aspect. Tucking is not my favorite thing. I can't have my cock bulging in my dress, so I pull my penis down between my legs and tape it to my perineum. Oh, and I have to shave from face to feet ... every day ... every damn day.As I meticulously apply each layer of makeup and Cher comes into focus, my excitement builds. I love giving myself her iconic purple. It was cute and it didn’t really bother me. As I lay there in the bed staring at the ceiling, I thought about the kiss. As I looked over at her, I thought about her soft lips. I found my eyes drifting to her chest where two pinpricks were pushing through her black halter-top with the scull wearing lipstick. For some reason, Meagan’s nipples were always hard. The boys bugged her about it but she didn’t seem to mind, nor did I. As my eyes scanned her body, I found that I was no longer looking at. "Tran pointed to his still erect penis, and said, "It looks like that killed him."Now, panic took hold of Mr. Watanabe."Get out of here you whores. Get out, go now."He pushed me from the room, as I grabbed my clothes, scattered yen notes and purse stuffed with cash. We threw on our clothes and ran out the door. In the quiet residential neighborhood, three young ladies emerging walking down the street with tousled hair, high-heel sandals and party dresses drew accusatory stares, even from the.