"Karen said, "Yes that is true. In fact you are very good at what youdo. Be you Vickie or Victor."Victor said, "Thank you. You know this is a gay bar....Karen said, "Yes I do. That is why I come here. I am Bi-Sexual and likemen who act like women. I get the best of both worlds. You are verygood as a woman. If I was not so observant, I would think you as awoman."Victor said, "You like me as me. I started doing this to get more cash.I am highly jealous of Vickie. She gets bigger tips. Even from. I got to the meeting spot at 2:45 and she was already there waiting---dressed as I had instructed her in my earlier phone call---I watched her for the next 20 minutes---then I silently walk up behind her---she did not try to turn around until I started kissing her neck and ears and my hands cupped her full breasts---she tried to turn to see who was doing these things to her---but I stopped her and whispered into her ear---do not try to look at me---I then unbutton the blose she had on and as I. As I shoved my throbbing pecker into her tight cunt, my feelings of anger and betrayal from that day so long ago returned to me. I plowed into her and she bucked, squealed and moaned. I reached up and undid her bra then grabbed beneath her to roughly grope and squeeze her tits. “You’re so fucking nasty”, I said, as her tight and moistening cunt received my deep thrusts. I was recalling the pain and confusion I felt as a teen back when I discovered her fucking one of our neighbors. The fact. Her parents and mine are lifelong best friends. We grew up together on a remote cattle ranch in Oregon. Our parents worked the ranch for an absentee owner. Jeri's mom home schooled us until our senior year in high school. Our houses were about a mile apart and we were as close as brother and sister.....closer than most probably. Our schooling took 4 or 5 hours every day, then we had chores to do. We mostly did them together. We did have time for ourselves though....we had a nice spot by a small.