You grabbed my hand and pulled me to the booth. As we entered I saw 1 chair and looked at you and said its limited seating mam we will have to share. ...ts ok im sure we can arrange something. With that you closed the door. you grabbed my shoulders and pushed me into the chair. You unzipped my pants and reached in to pull out my now very hard cock. I started to say something but you put 2 fingers to my lips and said not a word from you. You grabbed my pants waist and tugged my jeans to my ankles.. ." Good. Take off your clothes."Mark shuffled sheepishly out of his clothes until he was completelynude. The articles of clothing-socks, slacks, shirt, undershirt,briefs - all fell to the floor as they slid out of his grasp.Completely revealed, he returned to his motionless daze in front ofthe two women.Evelyn turned to Alicia and said, "Now to the second phase."Evelyn injected another needle into Mark's arm, and the changes beganto take place immediately. His muscle mass began to shrink. And yet Chance had thrown all of that away with a quiet chuckle and that smile of his that made it almost impossible not to give in to the sudden want to kiss him. Craig sighed, knowing that he missed Chance already, but his summer lover had been gone now for a week and a half, since the store where he’d worked had been sold, the new owners not wanting to keep him on and with the war over for a year now, he’d been wanting to go home. But what the hell, Craig thought, wanting to avoid feeling. What a joke, here's an example...Short story one: The Rich White Brat.I use to have a condo on the northside of Chicago near Milwaukee and Damen, which is considered a hip part of the city. I was literally walking distance from all the major bars and restaurants, which was good in case I was too drunk to drive home. One Thursday night, I was in a frisky kind of mood so I headed up the local pick up bar "Borderline". Fellas when I say "pick up bar" this place was a fucking meat market, wall to.