Marcus started kissing Janes neck and his hand started to disappear inside her white blouse gropping at her 32ee tits. She still had her hand on his d...ck - rubbing him through his trousers."Give me a hand James" he said. James looked at me - I nodded and smiled.He stood up from beside me and had to adjust his trousers over his hard-on.This was not lost on Jane "Nice to see you approve!" she whispered breathlessly.At this moment she was obscured from me by the 2 men, Marcus behind her gropping. .. but I'd fuck her in a heartbeat." "I don't do pussy," I said. "No kidding!" he said, "yeah, you are kinda young." "And gay," I said bluntly. "No way!" he said, shocked, "How do you know that? You're only twenty." "It's like this," I said, "I don't like pussy. The thought of a woman's cunt makes me puke. I like cock." "Can I tell you a secret?" he asked, "Before I joined the army, I used to do guys. But when I realized that it could cost me my career, I had to make a choice. I started dating. Dressed up in Victorian outfits they would go for a ride around the country, "For country read the hotel grounds mainly," the manager advised. I was asked if I was agreeable to it. "Just some dressing up and acting the part." He told me. What could I lose... no readers, don't answer that one.On the Wednesday I arrived at work at 10 am. The weather was warm with nice sunshine. I went in and changed into the 'outfit'. This consisted of a low cut blue dress, (a little wasted considering my small. Here I was dress, more-or-less, like a pirate–as close to 1800s as I could get on short notice–and he was more in a costume than I could have ever been. My eyes took in the hair cut, the manicured nails, and the clothes that he had custom fit, and I almost wanted to laugh in his face. I had so many memories of this clown from school. Wishing he would go bug someone else, I looked around at the other guests as they began to pile in. The clothing choices ran from semi-period clothing, similar to.