I was stiff as a rod of iron watching it, confused at the same time. “I'm not fucking gay!” I thought. But watching the action on the screen was m...king me harder and harder. I looked around the cinema. There were men wanking off on their own, watching the porn on the screen. And there were others, playing with each other. There was one guy blatantly sucking the cock of his friend, out in the open. Fuck, that was so fucking horny to watch!I slid my hand down the front of my pants, and started to. “How much trouble could I be in if I claimed, in court, to be married to both Jessica and Kara?”“To be frank, I have no idea. Illinois doesn’t have laws against you claiming to be married when you aren’t, and you file your taxes properly, and are careful in any interactions with the government. But, as you well know, and referred to today, Illinois still makes fornication and adultery illegal. A lot would depend on the circumstances and the decision of the judge and prosecutor. Judge Teague got. “So, Jake, you finally brought young Jack out to meet me. And Terry, damn, it is about time. We have talked a hundred times but you could never seem to get out here.”“Well, I wanted to, but I felt guilty. There is nothing I can’t do over the phone or the computer, so coming out would be just to assuage my curiosity. Then Jack yells at me and tells me to stop being stupid, it’s his money not mine.” Terry laughed and shrugged.“Well, you, and by extension these two money men, will be glad to hear. This suited Max absolutely fine as he permanently transitioned to Maxxine with oestrogen creams and hormone preparations to enlarge his nipples and areolas to fully submit to his Dominatrix.Being forced to get her name 'Leah' tattooed just above his boy clit was the final humiliation.Dressed in a figure hugging black latex jumpsuit, open to the waist, Miss Leah toured the gay bars of Her city picking up the most submissive men to take home for fun .He had never felt more vulnerable, strapped.