Afterwards, he put on lavender scented lotion. Elias dressed in a hot pink mini dress and black heels. He waited.Dep. Pierre paid his tab. He headed d...wn the street to meet Elias. The fifty-four year-old really got off on getting boipussy. He preferred it to be chocolate, but there were so few Black people around him. He enjoyed doing it with Elias though. He thought back to the dark-skinned pussyboi he used to fuck when visiting NYC.The femme bottom was called, Countess. He was barely five-two. Ok..you got that?" "Yes sir. I er, think so". As instructed Joe lay on the solid desk, which had been covered in files, but was now clear, save for a phone. He raised his legs up and held them. "Wider. Widen your legs!" Marshall instructed, firmly. Joe obliged. Both targets were visible. "Close your eyes! And relax. Very important you relax." Marshall opened a filing cabinet. extracting a bottle of baby oil and a small 6", thin dildo. "Good boy. Hold those legs open, but breathe slowly.. He says "here, let me adjust that seat for you". He reaches across me to the buttons on the armrest and manages to place his arm right across my genitals as he is doing so. As the seat moves backwards I can feel his forearm pressing into my crotch. I can instantly tell what he has in mind, so I cover his arm with my hand and rub his arm up and down and around on my junk. I am not afraid of anyone seeing us as we are alone in this part of the parking lot.His arm leaves my groin and is replaced. The stock, the largest piece, went into a side pouch of the briefcase I was carrying with me. The barrel went into my shaving kit in the briefcase. The other bits and pieces I put in various places, including the pins in the pocket of the jacket I was wearing. Even a manual search wouldn't reveal anything except seemingly unrelated bits that didn't obviously go together.I also made sure that I wasn't carrying anything metal at all, as I had the week before when I'd zipped through the detector.