In her drag persona as FelicityGoodnite her witty acerbic commentary was well received by theaudience. Her act was bawdy, bordering on lewd. The jok...s werecrammed with sexual innuendo and she openly displayed a lot of body andleg. No one had questioned how and why this slim, shy, effeteeighteen-year-old man could present as a woman so perfectly because shedid it so well.She was a 'fishy queen' meaning that she presented as very feminine andwas a convincing female impersonator. Francis. It’s kind of hard to forget that woman. She proved herself to be a competent worker, and we sort of got along. She had gotten married, the guy was rather handsome. Not that I would date either of them. She liked to bowl and hunt, rode a motorcycle. There was a conversation about her tattoos one day. My thought was ‘If the good lord wanted me to be covered with different colors and designs, he would have put them there. She always took time off the attend The Westminster Dog Show, I did not have. My cock slipped easily from her sloppy hole and a gush of mingled juices was free to slide from her body. I looked down in amazement at the how wet this woman was, even with my juices added to the flow - she was adding to the puddle about her feet. It had even slopped onto the toe of one of my boots - and I immediately brought that foot up to whip it against her stocking clad calf. "You have one wet cunt slut."I came around and contemplated taking her hood off - but liked the mystery that this. I did that and felt that tight little inner mouth slide all over the tip of my cock. I shoved it back in there and let fly six or seven healthy strings of what I knew was the sticky/slippery white stuff that was my sperm. Again Christy moaned about feeling it all hot and wet inside her, and I suddenly realized I hadn't asked her if I could shoot in her and make her pregnant."Christy..." I groaned. "I'm sorry honey, I forgot to ask first." My cock gave her another dollop of cream."S'oaky Brad,".