Seemed like every single one of them guessed wrong.”“Well, I’m sure those street guys are tricky as hell,” I said.“Indeed, lad. But the peop...e made out worse than one out of three! My blind arse would have bested them just by guessing.”We all laughed, even as Muireann’s plaintive melody serenaded us.“Here, check it out,” Lara offered, handing me two sheets of paper.I took them and started reading the lyrics. The writing was a mess of cross-outs, edits, and arrows, so it was hard to follow. What. Trudy is one of my best friends and a lesbian, as are two of my other best friends. We’ve been sharing my bed since shortly after she moved in because her mom travels for work, and there were noises from her old house that freaked her out when she was there alone. Before you ask, we have seen each other naked and sometimes sleep together naked, but that doesn’t mean we have had sex. She had an issue she needed to work through and came to me since I’m her best friend,” I told her loud enough for. I felt like a defenseless little fawn as the wolves circled me. It was clear by Paul’s actions that I was fair game and my tiny dick was straining inside my sheer panties, clearly evident – the precum making them appear transparent. Hands reached out grabbing at my naked skin and each time I turned, more groped me from another direction.“I haven’t hosed out that back section booths like you said for about two weeks” I heard the owner tell Paul through the din of nasty comments as hands cupped. I was a thin guy with about a 7 inch dick hard, nice hair, everyone always said I had nice hair, and an ok face. Later that night…It was 5am and her shift was done at work. So she text me where she lives, I drove there and saw the building she lived in, It was a higher end building, I was impressed. I got in her apartment and it was huge, lots of space. I figured strippers make alot of money. We talked a bit and then she got down with business. She said I charge $200 for the session. I agreed..