I think you're perfectfor working here. You're just the kind of young lady Francine's ofHollywood is looking for." She then handed me an application a...d thenrang up the sale. She then said I could bring back the application atanytime. That she'd look forward to me working there. I just smiled andthanked her and couldn't wait to get out of there.On the way home Mistress Helen said that I should apply for the job. Iasked her how, I'm not a young lady, I'm a sissy, and I don't even haveID anymore.. " I waited out their pleas and told them I was still feeling a little down, but maybe next time. I really doubted it.So while all the boys and one of the girls I didn't know too well went off to enjoy themselves, me, Allison, Marie and Tracy headed back into the warmth of the resort.We had all secured a table and hot drinks when I spotted a familiar face."DJ!" I hollered and watch him whip his head around."Hey, Trish!" He and two other boys that I didn't recognize come over to our table. "What. He reluctantly allowed me. One of the boys, I didn’t know their names, said I was way too small to fuck, they would rip me open if they tried. He suggested using a lot of baby oil and just sliding their cocks between my legs from behind. I said yes, and stood up on my step stool, laying my chest across the bed. They took turns sliding their hard cocks between my legs and pumping away until they shot their man juice on me. It was hot, and my balls were starting to hang down. Their cum spurted. He wasn't surprised that Edward had likely known the truth all along.Which was why Jasper now lay in his bed, staring at the ceiling and fantasizing, hoping. This was what pissed him off. Jasper didn't want to get his hopes up just to watch them crash and burn. But try as he might, he couldn't stop himself from envisioning that trail of hair or Edward's green eyes. He couldn't stop himself from recalling the way Edward's bed had smelled—more like man than boy.Jasper's mind kept stampeding.