Steve handed me a beer and I sat with my back to the door.When Jerry finished his song, he shook my hand and welcomed me to Heartbreak Hotel. I told h...m not to quit his day job. I asked if anyone else was coming which caused Trish to smile and say I would just have to share her and Cindy with the boys.I didn't have to see Tamara walk in; I saw Steve's face. He reached over and nudged me to turn around. He said, "You ain't gonna believe who just walked in and she's looking hot!"I started to turn. They were fake and "fake like she was once flat chested and went to big" fake. My cock started shrinking.Noticing my expression and lack of excitement at her bad boob job, she spoke up," Sir is their a problem?" Are those fake?" Yes. I had them done 2 years ago. We needed money and I was dancing at this club. The manager said he would finance the boob job for me to help me out so I figured....."I stopped her there. I know I may be a hypocrite for this but I am the president of a company worth. " John practically screamed as he ran into his room.He sat down on his bead and stared up at the mirror over his bed and with much courage decided to strip down and see what was going on. As John watched the mirror he saw his hips widened and his waist dove inward. His cheekbones moved up and his body fat disappeared. He saw himself shrink in proportion to the bed and his hair grow blonde and fall to his shoulders, then he felt his spine arch inward and his butt grow round and plump.His eyes. At least, that was according to Marty. The argument went round and round for the first hour we were at the private club. It was the club which Steve belonged to, and it was located on the outskirts of Abilene, Texas.It reminded me too much of the Banker's Club back home. I wasn't miserable, but I also wasn't having much fun. At least not until Steve's wife arrived. Steve's wife was the country prosecutor. Since she had a trial going on, we were forced to wait for court to end for the day before.