Before and after.”“No, Kevin, we had a deal! One time only. Now, please leave!”“Sure you won’t reconsider?” He slowly pulled his phone fro... his pocket. He opened it, flicked his finger a few times and smirked, holding up the phone so Michael could see the video playing. Kevin’s familiar voice began emanating from the small device.“Oh my Gawd! I can’t believe it! Mr. Miller is dressed like a chick and dancing around like a fucking slut!” “You promised to delete that!” Michael whined.“And I did.. Recently I started playing music with a few guys I had met through one of those jobs. I worked for a while as a mix-down engineer at Kingsmill Recording Studios. That gave me pretty much the time I needed for school and to play some music at local clubs. I know this has been a long introduction, but I just wanted to catch you up. That is how I met Leigh. She worked as a waitress at The Castle, a local club. It was a pretty wild place. Three floors with at least one bar on each. The dance floor. Ryan pressed his lips against hers and even got excited when he realised Karen was sliding her hand inside the front of his trousers, and couldn’t believe it when she slid her hand inside his pants. He kissed harder then gasped when Karen took his balls in her hand and squeezed hard. “I said show me” she scowled. Ryan looked at her eyes which were inches from his and could see she meant business so he quickly undid his trousers and yanked them down to his knees followed by his pants. . ” “How can you be so sure?” I inquired. She giggled and said “Because I know how my own body works silly,” as she impaled herself onto my rigid dick. I didn’t feel I was in a position to argue so I laid back and let her ride me. As I savored the feeling of her tight pussy riding my shaft my head was spinning with questions. How does she know it’s safe? What if she’s wrong? What if she gets knocked up? What would my parents think? What would I do!? But all that melted away as I felt.