"Do not worry, mon cher... They are closing the door now... no one else will come!"Tim breathed a sigh of relief and cast a glance around the smoky ro...m. It seemed as though he had been down there forever... It was wonderful! Some of the most beautiful women he had ever seen were there... and now many of them were partially undressed."Oh, brother!" he said... He couldn't believe his luck. Ever since he had been at Dagon Manor, things had been going his way. And it was about time. True, he. Okay, I understand now!I looked into the mirror and laughed! I said to them, "You really have a lot of work to do to make over that thing," (as I pointed to myself in the mirror) "into a decent looking girl." I kept laughing softly and shaking my head.I continued with describing the impossible task as I said to them, "I am just shy of 6 feet tall. How many teenage girls do you know that are 6 feet tall? I weigh 165 lbs and it's not fat. My shape is that of a well-muscled boy, not as an in-shape. One of my newest layouts was a construction site, from all appearances, in a metropolitan setting. I had a small unfinished building cutout and what looked like a full range of power tools, stacks of lumber, and even a Port-o-John in one corner.Contessa started by dressing in a cut-off T-shirt, blue denim coveralls, and work boots, all of which looked well used. She tied a blue print do-rag around her hair to keep it back and "went to work," carrying a two-by-four on one shoulder while I got my. I had never seen so many young dicks in my life. I decided to make things interesting.“Want to make this game a little exciting and make it a game of strip poker?” I asked.“I guess.” Paul said.We agreed that each hand lost would mean losing an article of clothing. We each counted to make sure that we started with the same number of items. Each of us had a pair of socks, pants, boxers, and a shirt on. I dealt the first hand, and I lost. There went the socks. The next hand I won, and off went.