She was also wearing pinktrainers. "It's time for Pilates and you said you would come."I sat up, realised I was still dressed as a rock chick, said, ...Oh that'sa relief!" as I looked down at myself because I wasn't wearing a burqaand bikini and at least looked almost conservatively dressed bycomparison."What? You're relieved to be dressed as a woman? I was going to offeryou the chance to go to Pilates in your Male clothes but as you soundlike you prefer to be dressed as a woman here's a pair. A twist of an knob and the screen went to quads showing not only network television but also close circuit feed. Joliet stroked my neck very seductively explaining to Shelia that she owed me a special night out with the girls. Without another word Joliet dropped to her knees and fished out my cock and began to suck on it very sensuously. Before I could protest I was moaning and groaning as Joliet very experience administered her oral manipulations to my man hood. Shelia stood and watched for. A couple of young twinks were onscreen sucking some huge black cocks. "Do you like that? White boys sucking black cock?" She asked as she reached under my coat and felt my hard cock and the wetness on my panties. "Oh my, yes you do. What a fag!" I was embarrassed but I couldn't hide the way it affected me.We had of course attracted a lot of attention from the guys in the theater and I could feel their eyes upon us. She unbelted and unbuttoned my overcoat and instructed me to stand up and take. We needed to hurry. Our flight left State College at four o'clock. We had an hour and forty-five minutes to get there, check in, go through security and board our plane. Thank God for small airports. We made it with time to spare.The commuter plane delivered us to Philly in almost exactly one hour. Our gate was in Terminal F. We had sixty minutes to get dinner and get over to Terminal B for our flight down to Florida. We had to hustle."Where do you want to eat, Coach?" Mitch asked. "You're from.