Ialso didn't want to say goodbye to Tiffany, she was so much fun than heralter ego, so much more popular."Will I get to see Tony again?" Very soon Tif...any."Miriam guided me through the casino to the back door. There was a largeblack Mercedes with tinted windows waiting there."You're sure about this Tiffany?" Never been more sure of anything," I smiled.She draped a coat around my shoulders and the driver, in a pale grey suitand peaked cap, opened the rear door for me. I slid as elegantly as. He filled my mouth as he rolled around and told me what a hot fantastic bitch cock sucker that I was.I loved hearing those words in my ears. I knew that to his mind, I was not a guy anymore, and I would never be. Every time he looked at me from now on, he would remember what I looked like made up pretty, with his cock in my mouth. I liked knowing that, because that is the way he thought of his previous girlfriends. I moved my head back to catch it all, and I gently massaged with my thumb on his. He acted genuinely glad to see me there."Hey! What happened, baby? I was afraid maybe you'd changed your mind about me!"I sniffed. "Are you going to invite me in?" Christ, yes! Come on! I'll pour you a beer!" No wine?" But I had to giggle.He squeezed me and went to the little beer bar he'd had them put in for him. Drawing a foamy mug of beer for each of us, he guided me to the couch and sat beside me."Now. What the hell's been going on?" he asked.I sniffed. "You had a child in here, Eric. And I will design a gown specially for you. Only the best for the friends of Missour’ Willingham, yes nothing but the best.’ As he took my hand and guided me to the back. After taking my measurements, I sat in a chair surrounded by hair and make-up artists, as they poked and prod me for hours on end. The sun was setting, and the warm breeze had a slight chill. Richards car showed up as promised, as a black Mercedes stretch limousine pulled in front of my bungalow, as I looked out of the window..