The women were chanting, "Take it off! Take it off! " and they seemed to be yelling at him.Dazed, and confused, he looked at himself, and found he was...wearing some type of uniform. It was completely white, with black and gold emblems on the cuffs and shoulders."Take it off! Take it off! " the women continued to chant, and John started to make out the words to the music."In the Navy, where you can sail the seven-seas. In the Navy, where you can put your mind at ease..." he heard the performers. I didn't expect an answer but at the same time I hoped to hear his familiar 'yeah' calling out from my room.I knew my mom was still in the house, I knew Mike was still in the house but neither was responding to my calls. It had only taken me 45 minutes to cut the grass that day, as I had already done the backyard the previous day when my mom was at work. Was it possible that my shortened occupied time had caught my mom (and Mike?) off guard?At this point I remember the awful thoughts beginning. So when Joe came home I easily talked him into going down to the alternative nightclub we had visited once before and off we went. Upon entering the club I saw that it was as crowded as usual and Joe and I took up a small table and settled with our drinks to look over the crowd. It was then I saw a really nice looking black lady sitting off to one side and my mind went from sucking and fucking a tranny to this beautiful black lady. I pointed her out to Joe and he agreed that I should try and. Her skin was covered in a sheen of sweat. She could still feel her sex throbbing from the release she had just experienced. Her mind was reeling in total confusion.She turned on the light and looked in the mirror at her naked form.The bruises on her breasts appeared to be fading, faster than she would have expected. But new bruises now appeared on her thighs and belly.She watched herself reach down and touch the purple skin, and then over to her sex. It was un marked, yet she could see her.