"Yeah its me Simon. So how you been?' I asked."Oh I been good," he said."You still mess with cars?" I asked"Yeah, I still buy and sell them now and th...n. What you need sweetie?" he asked."Take a look at this pick up and tell me how bad I'm gonna' get stung," I demanded. It looked as though the owner wasn't going to take offense."Well, if the mileage is right it is mid range. The motor looks clean and sounds fine. Brakes and clutch seem strong. Tires are not too bad, it say this truck is in. The excitement was almost a panic. It always made my orgasms so much better. I turned slowly, showing off my naked body so anyone watching could get a good view from every angle. I was absolutely, totally exposed. But i made myself walk to the railing. I stepped forward and pushed my hip bones against the railing. My cock stuck out all the way, between the hot steel rails and out into open space. I looked down and saw my cock's shadow clearly on the sidewalk only one storey below. The one open. Working out regularly was one of the ways I got rid of the stress that my high pressure job created.After leaving the gym, I checked the map and found to my dismay that the running track was on one of the upper decks. That made no fucking sense to me. I guess this is a good time to mention that besides my phobia about boats, I'm also afraid of heights.It seemed stupid to me to have the track on a higher deck. Since each successive deck had less surface area, the track could be larger and more. The people in the office smiled knowingly at me. Seemed everyone knew why I was there, but I didn?t. I had a feeling. But, I would wait to confirm my suspicion.?Reggie, we need you to go undercover. We need you to pose as a Transvestite. We need you to pose as a man who likes to dress as a woman.?I gulped, I had suspected this, but it still was a shock.Bob continued. ?We want you to learn everything you can and infiltrate this group. These men are being killed systematically. We need to.