"It's not easy to be alone in strange and unfamiliar landscapes. There were so many wild animals that we'd never seen before and for many days and nig...ts we didn't dare approach any of the villages along the sea-shore." Why not? Surely, they would have sheltered you?" The fires that blazed above the hills along the shore were used to send very precise messages and they would, of course, have spread news of our exile. When we lived by the sea, we were kept informed about the affairs of far-away. That combined with an incentive for moving to the city had your mind already made up.Transaton City, as many who were more situationally aware, could guess from its name that it was a uniquely different town than most major hubs. As an actual city, it mimicked similar smaller urban cities like Washington DC or Boston. In recent years, its rapid growth (hehe) had started to draw comparisons to cities like DC or Seattle.On average, the transgender population for even the most populous cities. Two new guys had come to the house and wanted to know if I would fuck and suck everyone. What could I do? What could I say? ‘Of course, I told you I’m a slut,’ I said. The guys responded with a mixed chorus of ‘yeahs, all rights and holy shits.’ ‘Marcus, Rick this is Brandi or the slut. Just give her a lot of cock and she’ll be happy. Brandi, the black guy is Marcus our roommate. Rick’s a friend who works with Marcus. Suck their cocks and they’ll be happy,’ Jim said as he went back to fucking. My hands slid over her breasts harder and harder until finally I cupped them, pulling her close. I heard Abby stand up behind me and put her hands on my waist, just above my hips. Sliding them down, she removed my boxers and tossed them aside. My cock, no longer impeded by the fabric, grew to its full length as I pressed in between the tops of the cheeks of Ellie’s luscious ass. Abby moved in behind me, sliding her hands around my back, trying to get a feel of my abs. Ellie felt this, and.