There was no smoking allowed inside the house we were at so Stan and I went outside to smoke. While we were outside Stan suggested that he come over t... my house and dress up like his sister. He told me that I wouldn't believe it. "Sure, sounds like fun." I said, knowing that Stan had always been reserved around his close friends about his sexuality.So, I didn't really know what to expect but didn't figure anything sexual would happen and just figured I would cross that road when I got to it.He. In fact, he seemed to have come across the make-out spot of the club, as almost every booth had a couple in it. Some were drinking, most were kissing.One booth though, at the far back and on a slightly raised platform, had a different arrangement. One woman, tall and with long hair was sitting alone, yet behind her stood two other women. They did not sit, but waited next to her, outside the booth, with their hands hooked behind their back and their eyes on Jack. He gulped.Antoinette.Oh fuck oh. As they entered there complex . They were treated by the watchman . Ranveer couldn’t miss notice the watchman watching Bipasha with lusty looks as if he would eat her raw. The watchman was a Muslim Punjabi guy tall broad guy ,in his early 40’s. Even Bipasha could make out him look at her tits from the wet clothes , she felt shy but was in a naughty mood . So she smiled at him and thanked him for opening the gate and wished him goodnight . As she crossed him she swayed her ass as if she was on a. “I don’t like you, Marshal, I don’t like the way you only enforce the laws you want to enforce. I’m a businessman, a wagon train leader, and a bounty hunter. I’ve bounties to collect in this town and I’ll collect them. My people are law abiding people. If you give any of my people any trouble I’ll have no trouble killing you too. That’s not a threat, Marshal, that’s a promise. You make sure you and your deputies leave my people alone or I’ll assume you’re with the gang of murderers I’ve come.