" He kept staring so I added, "Do you have to stare or do you want a photograph, it would last longer!"That seemed to snap him out from his shock, "Ka...e." He said, "What happened?"I almost broke down then, but managed to change it to anger, "I don't know! When I got up today I just dressed like this, I couldn't even change to get into my jeans. This is awful!" I grabbed my anger with both hands, "When I find out what he's done to me." I couldn't think of anything to do so I said, "I'll go to. Where to cross, the river that is. St. Louis is the largest metro area between Chicago and Los Angeles and the realignments of Route 66 through there have been many, creating a wicked maze of choices. My pre-trip plans and notes which accompanied me were extremely helpful here. I had restudied this part of the trip again the previous night.Initially, Route 66 used the McKinley Bridge which carried traffic onto St. Louis' 9th Street. Some say this was not the highway planners' first choice, but. I had decent cards (and a lot of chips) so I called.We soon saw why she rarely bluffed. She had gone out with practically nothing in her hand.By the time it was just Jill sitting across from me the gender lines were firmly in place. Her entourage had stationed themselves behind her and Dom and Brian had returned to take their places next to me.Jill had bided her time after knocking Dom from the ranks. She had taken a few small pots but stayed out of the ones that could damage a chip count. Kyle bent down and kissed Michael and as their tongues battled for dominance, they started to enjoy themselves. Michael was becoming harder and Max licked his lips as he stared at his oldest friend’s dick but he wanted to fuck him. Alex looked over all his lovers and smiled, both aliens were aroused. That was when they parted, Max looked at his two human friends and they smiled as each of them moved Michael. The grabbed his arms and he complained and groaned slightly in pain as they forced him.