You could hear noises that you would associate with a restaurant, but you couldn't see any customers, just the pods, with a waiter occasionally walkin... past.We were shown to a larger pod where the Maitre D drew back the curtain for us to enter. The booth was a large leather circular booth. He had the ladies sit on the inside and the men to the outside before asking us what type of music we would wish.Dewey requested gentle jazz and the Maitre D tapped a code into a keypad by the entrance and. Terry found his foil, the hound, had more resolve then he had.He knew that Steve would just outdo whatever payback he came up with.The same did not hold true with the others. The first person hetargeted was Mel. Terry put that payback bullseye on him for howunstable Mel was acting while Steve was enacting his revenge. The Foxwas acting like a jackal, going after the weak.During his focus on his first victim, Terry figured out Mel's secret,he was a crossdresser. It had to be true, because it. I turn around a see a beautiful blonde woman with a stack of towels, drenched in water. I immediately begin apologizing as she drops the wet stack of towels. I follow the towels with my eyes, and slowly gaze back up at this drop dead gorgeous woman drenched in a yellow sundress. I can see the outline of her panties and her bra. She immediately ran back into the house with Matt following right behind her. Everybody couldn’t help but laugh at the strange predicament that we were all in. Some guys. Shaking from head to toe, but I did.“Are you scared, Carlitos?” He asked, and when I said nothing, he smiled – I wasn’t looking at him, but I could recognize the smile in the way his voice sounded. “You better be.”Ok. That scared me.“I’m going to fuck you so hard, Carlos. You have no idea.” I shuddered at the sound of his voice. “You won’t be able to talk, to think; it’ll be hard even to breathe. You won’t be able to walk when we are done.”The shiver that ran down my spine wasn’t imperceptible.