We described them to them, and they were hooked. That evening at dinner Alex took it upon herself to make the first move. She sent over some drinks, a...d they came over to our table and that's where this story begins. Amanda asked if we were swingers, when I spoke up and told her that even better than that, we're all bi swingers. Her jaw dropped and her eye's widened with both excitement and lust.She explained to us that she was a post op transexual and that she was fully functional, Jake reach. It looked like a ghost town. The only businesses that remained were two bars, a check cashing place, and a pawn shop. Even the second hand store had closed down.“I don’t know,” Jack answered. He glanced over at the pawn shop thinking that he still had stuff sitting on the shelves there. Of all of his electronics, the only thing that was worth getting back was his stereo.“What did she say when she called?” Melissa asked.“She just told me to bring you by this bar on the way home from work,” Jack. "Be home by two, Your Highness or I'll kick your royal ass," he said.I pulled up to the address I'd been given at ten after eight; I had lollygagged down at the turn off from the highway so I wouldn't be the first person arriving. The joint Nina occupied was as big and opulent as the Cavanaughs' but instead of Colonial Revival it was Spanish in design. I eased up into the big circular drive trying to figure out where to park when who, but Al Jerdin, the gate guy from Jane's development, lopes. Pamina examined them and then put them carefully on to Lujain."Oh, you look beautiful," she said, "I would do anything for a man who bought me these. He isn't going to send you back, you little goose; he fucks you regularly and you are currently the favourite concubine. Would you rather be waiting at tables in Paris? As for going out, there isn't anywhere to go."Lujain listened to this calmly and then asked, "What about the beatings? He really hurts me, far beyond what turns me on." Pouf," said.