So I figured he was doing business. As I walked into the place. All Eyes were on me. I said to Kelly Our Hostess, “Hi I’m Dan… Dani with an I. I...��m here to see Mr. Mitchell.” She looked at me and smiled and said, “Sure this way ma’am Mr. Mitchell is waiting for you.” I followed her into our Back Dining Room where we would do our business meeting. As I walked in there was Zack just sitting there smiling? I was so full of anger at him but something happened as I kept looking. I began to get. You feel repulsed by what you have just done; by how you look. You see yourself as a sissy; a faggot!You run from the bar through the street still crowded with vanilla partygoers. You are overcome with self-consciousness; your face and your clothes still visibly coverd in a mans cum; you, an obvious man in womens clothing; your own cum starting to dribble from your crotch down you stockinged legs. You run as fast as you can in your heels to your car and drive homes quickly as you can.You lie. To save us some trouble, the bartender offered us the use of one of the whore's rooms while we questioned the two alleged kidnappers. I had no doubt about LaFrance, but I did have a smidgeon of doubt about Weimar. I figured that LaFrance would settle that question before the night was over.We chained Weimar's hands behind his back around a post in the storeroom of the saloon before we took LaFrance upstairs for questioning. LaFrance was stripped and tied spreadeagle to the bed. Jean wanted to. " I was sitting in my car minding my own business..." Wanking." Roger adds."Well it was in my hand and I suppose it was stiff." Ignore him Tom. He is obviously jealous." I wink at Roger but he rolls his eyes again. "Then what? Did you get a catch on the end of your rod?" He looks at me and roars with laughter. "You have found a gem here." He tells Diane. She laughs and walks back out into the kitchen. Roger stands and follows her."Come on then Tom. Finish your yarn. What happened next?" There.