" In a bottom drawer he finds something heavy, pulls it out. A set of clippers, heavy like the hand of authority, like the pair your father used to us..., like the ones they use on Marines, and sheep. White shorts looks at black shorts. **** White briefs went first, and his hair dusts the floor. That left on his head forms a jet-black cap against the blue, blue of his eyes in his dark, darkface. He sits in the chair, working on black shorts' head. Black shorts. ’ ‘You too?’ ‘I’m a reformed lawyer, and I’m very proud to say that I never practiced a day in my life.’ She raised her glass in a toast and said, ‘So, here’s to a no-talent ballerina and a bum lawyer, who are both dedicated to doing absolutely nothing to make the world a better place!’ He laughed and toasted in return. ‘Okay, forgive me for being a nosy a-hole, but you look like angels look, you’re wicked bright, funny, completely cool … how is it that the male population on this planet is. I joined Alejandra by straddling her thighs. I slowly moved up her body until my dick rested in the valley between her ass cheeks. I never considered myself dark-skinned but Alejandra was the very essence of white. With a backdrop of Alejandra's skin, my cock looked like a dusky invader.Alejandra had kept her shirt on. I grabbed the bottom of it and pushed it up. Alejandra arched back, allowing me to take the shirt off more easily. Her bra had a back clasp; it quickly joined the rest of her. Don't force it. Ease it in, Ladyboy. Press itgently. Make your bottom *want* it."I eased off. Waited for my body to relax for it. The musclesloosened, and I tried to imagine them deliberately widening toadmit it. They did, a bit. I thought about her name for me,Ladyboy. That usually relaxed me; the name was like atranquillizer. Ladyboy.I wasn't pushing at all, now. Just enough pressure to keep it fromslipping out. I thought about those lady boys in, where was it?Bangkok, that was the place. I.