He was not quite as big a man as his father, but still stood over six feet tall, muscles rippling throughout his body. His face was much more handsome...than his father's, but still contained a hard look of uncompassionate strength and power, the same look which had generated so much fear in Marcy, yet which also exuded a sexual self confidence, an overwhelming sense of sexual power which had captivated the young housewife from the moment of their first encounter.Jamal and Lamar sat in easy. " I can't believe I just heard her say that. My penis wasextended out of the feminine waistband and she rubbed herself in theswimsuit bottom against my nylon panties. It was an incredible feeling.She sat up and put her finger to my lips. "Don't say a thing, faggot!"I'm the man here and you're my pussy. That's what you wanted, isn't it?Tammy was rubbing her bikini bottom all over my panty covered penis."What a pretty pink bra, faggot." She was rubbing her hands over my braand chest. "Where do. So I took herpanties, walked into the men?s restroom and took offmy pants. I started thinking about how stupid I wasbeing. I thought of just pulling up my pants, andtelling Stacy that it didn?t help. But I went aheadand pulled off my underwear and slipped into thepanties.I was amazed at how comfortable they felt. And theyseemed to fit perfectly. And the discomfort I wasfeeling vanished. I pulled my pants back on, andfolded up my underwear. Then I walked out of therestroom wearing Stacy?s. “Did you send them?”“Not me,” I said. “Her.” I pointed at Tyche. I expected that might not satisfy Eva ... but it was all she was going to get.“Tyke,” Eva said, “I realize you’re four years old. I also realize that, just like your Dad and Aunt’s that Four is a number that has no relationship to you except size. We don’t have your Daddy ... well ... The organization that is known as Crossroads has confessed that an effort was made to send him home after he performed his duty by the Damsel ... he.