An hour later, I was headed downtown where there were hundreds of bars with waiting victims. I walked into one and saw a bunch of older people. Not my...scene, and not my victims age range. I turned around and headed to the next bar, where there was a mix of older and younger people. While I could have found my next victim here, I didn’t want to be around older women who would inevitably hit on me. I didn’t need them getting in my way.So I trudged from bar to bar and finally settled on a spot. Not shy in the least, both girls had given Pam and myself warm naked hugs and kisses on the cheek.Todd chuckled. "You know, Ben," he said, "those two are pretty easy on the eyes." Can't argue with that. Only problem is, I keep getting this vision of steel bars and a big, hairy cell-mate named Bubba..."He laughed out loud. "Relax, dude. Those two are NOT going to say anything to anyone about what happens when they're here. Took me a while to get my head around it too. Like up until the time they. Then, one night, that all changed.Lynne had been out for the evening, a work event, and I had agreed to pick her and a colleague up. Lynne had said her colleague, Chloe, could crash in our spare room for the night.I arrived at the bar at the designated time and saw Lynne chatting with a couple of other women so I walked over to let her know I had arrived. She smiled at me, I could see in her eyes that she had had quite a bit to drink, which caused a pleasant stir in my boxer shorts because I. He hadn't time to shave them fully, to remove his thicker blonde arm hair, so he grabbed a tight white blouse that he had also stolen from his mother, and he put that on over the bra. He smiled in the mirror again.His face was slightly pudgy, and with basically no facial hair, Kevin could easily pass as a girl if anyone only looked at his face. A slight bit of makeup, and he'd be kinda cute, he thought to himself.He pulled out the last two pieces of his disguise, a short blue mini skirt, and a.