”I then proceeded to tell Billy all about what I had seen. It wasn't easy, because Billy kept interrupting me for more details, but after I finished...Billy was beside himself."Pretty crazy, huh?" "Oh man!" Billy said. "Look what your story did to me."Billy undid his pajamas, exposing his erection, which bobbed in front of him in the dim light. "I would have jerked off too, if I was there," Billy said. Telling Billy all about my encounter and seeing his stiff cock, had me hard again, even though. The clubs were loud. The pools crowded with scantily clad tourists. Huge skyscraper hotels, entire villages of bungalows and tiki styled villas filled to the brim with excitement, souvenir stands and sun tan oil. Luxury yachts and jet skis neatly lined across all of the island's lagoons and bays. Even the jungles, long conserved as nature reserves for decades, were developed into fashionable nature party hotpots. From all across the globe, people flocked to enjoy themselves on an island. Phyllis looked me up and down with that righteous look that we shemales sometimes get from those unused to an alternative out in public. Geez! I thought, It’s not like I’m in full-blown drag or something…I’m just a little queer. “Oh, you must mean Johnny Rodriguez… he gets all the ladies’ business… and he always makes the sale… if you know what I mean,” Phyllis said with a little smirk as she emphasized the word “ladies.” I was starting to get the idea that Johnny was a real player and that all. I can tape video and audio of the whole thing. We then use the recordings as blackmail. Every single one of them would cave in and then you’ve got them by the balls, so to speak.”“What good does that do me?” she asks. “A video of me fucking everybody is just as damaging to me.” Jim gets up from his chair. “Come with me.” He extends his hand and Kelly follows. They enter his office and Jim sets down in front of his computer. “Do you remember the video I made of the two of us?” he asks. .