“Bitch…” Was the only comment Helena made when she saw me…All the men at the party loved the way I looked. I had enough margaritas and was a l...ttle bit fuzzy, wandering around the party looking for something to do as my girlfriend Helena was busy touching a young black guy…All of a sudden some hands reached around my hips to grip my sides and I felt a man up against my back. “Hey there. Been awhile since I saw you.” A deep voice whispered in my ear. I turned around, his hands sliding on the. ‘She knows what she’s doing. She’s sucking me hard’You take him out of your mouth and in a second your hand is tight round him, stroking his foreskin over his aching cock head. The phone still at your ear.‘Fuck. Al. Put that slut on the phone.I pull Sarah’s hair. She yelps as I pull her up to me. Feeling her weight on me. I hand her the phone as she climbs up me. My mouth finding those rock nipples, my hands over her sweet ass.‘Quite the slutty cunt aren’t you Sarah’ you say‘Me? Your the one. "I won't repeat Harmony's horror story here. It was bad, but it isn't my story—it's Harmony's story. I can't imagine anything that bad happening to me. Harmony's story prompted my actions a couple of hours later.Harmony ended her tale as Miss Krystal parked the sedan in a handicapped space. I was too horrified to comment on the blue and white sign in front. The asphalt pavement was warmer than the white concrete sidewalk and I was glad that it was still morning—hot pavement didn't sear my bare. Sorry about that but I'm back now. Please provide me with as much information as you can as to what has happened while I was away.Michele'The other emails are of a similar vein; from what I presume they are from other transvestites and those admirer persons. They lament my absence from the crossdressing scene and some are quite vulgar and explicit. I log into Michele's TVChix page and once again read her profile. I notice she has posted her email address and a cellular phone number in her.