That was it. We were soon kissing with a passion, the like of which Ihad never experienced before. Our tongues danced their ritual danceand soon, my...hand had strayed to Ophelia's lap leaving me in no doubtthat, despite appearances to the contrary, she was indeed the proudowner of the one thing I wanted that evening, a rock-hard cock.It was a strange feeling, almost a conflict. The guy in me wanted herbecause she was drop dead gorgeous and would give most cis-women a runfor their money. The. I had spent the majority of the night putting away set flats and props that were left throughout the back stage area. Then the organizing of script and technical notes, stage manager call books came. I then took a short break at the bar just before closing to have a drink. I sat at one of the stools drinking a screwdriver watching the staff begin to break down the bar and clean. Once everyone left and I made sure all the doors were locked and lights out, I went to finish my job at the theater.I. "Isn't technology grand?" he said, openly grinning."We'll go to the bank first, for the deposit boxes, then we'll come back here for the transfers. While we're waiting, you and I will have a little fun. My own personal bonus, so to speak. If you fight me, or refuse, my partner will get a call. He'll curt his thumb off. Do we understand each other?"Cold fury blazed from her eyes, but she nodded."Let me get my purse."He smiled and held the juice glass up.Melinda came back ant they walked out on. My job was to help them through the process of buying a new home. There were periods where traffic was real slow. But I did get frequent visits from a few of the construction guys, who built the houses just about a couple blocks away. They would pretend to have some chore as there reason for coming by, but I knew just wanted to flirt with me. It didn’t hurt that I dressed to tease, but within the bounds of professionalism. A pattern developed where I could expect one of the guys to come by.