"Hello." Hi Jan, is your mom home?" Yeah, do you want me to get her?" Yes Please."Jan disappeared for a few minutes. She and her mom returned and her ...om had a disgusted look on her face."Yeah, what do you want?" My Dad is taking us to Cedar Point. We would like to know if Jan would be able to join us?" NO! She doesn't need to spend any time with people like you!" I stood there for a moment in a bit of shock. She actually slammed the door in my face. I could hear Jan arguing with her mom and. His words are replaced quickly by a slight moan. She ducks down below the counter where she knows she cant be seen by customers, assuring him that hell be fine, and that shell just paying for your clothes like a good girl should. He tries to protest but a customer comes to the counter looking to check out as she slowly unzips his jeans. Her fingers slip inside his pants wrapping around the length of his already hard member continue to run your fingers up and down. Jack twitches, finding it. The frustration. It already feels weak and submissive, all painted like a girl, dressed in its stockings and girlie things... but locking away its misallocated make genitalia amplifies its sense of submission and weakness many times. It feels impotent, helpless, pathetic. It desperately wants to relieve itself. But not only dies that make a mess of its pretty panties and stockings, it purges all of its girlie transvestite urges for a brief moment of ecstasy. When it has finished it sees itself. Don't get me wrong, it's a great place but everything seems like a lie.If you know anything about Japanese culture, they are all about keeping up an image. They pretend like everything is good and wholesome, but to be honest, it's one of the most perverted places I've ever been to, they just pretend it's not there. It has gotten so bad over there that they've had to create special train cars and buses for women only due to the amount of inappropriate touching.That's what this story is.