He thought over his choices while the girls cheered and laughed. Henoticed that Stacy was looking at her watching, timing him. If he got hishair style...he'd look more like a girl than a boy, especially from behind,and all the work involved was crazy. But far worse was makeup. He felthe'd look like a clown, and despised the stuff. No way he'd chose that.And wearing dresses?!? At least from the waist down he was still dressedlike a guy. Some of the sorority tops were unisex, and he could. Every time I come up with a mulatto I lose a thousand dollars or more. Can't blame my niggeresses, they are made to take any dick that comes along when they is in heat. I've even had „em ask me to do it. That's the problem of having only one stud for a herd,” George explained.“Do your niggeresses just go into heat when they need to be bred?” the lieutenant asked.“That's another problem with the breed. Female niggers are insatiable. If they go more than a few days they'll hump anything with a. .."I started to interrupt her but she held up a hand stopping me, "I really need to get this out Kirk, and I know. I know. What I did on that tape was sickening, perverted, whorish, and it should never have happened, but it did and I can't take it back, and I'm very ashamed, and disgusted with myself but it was acting. You see, Mike and Eric tried to set everything up like a real business or something. And because ah ... god this is hard ... because protection would not be used all of us girls. Tom had his right hand on my cute arse as we walked. His hand found the bottom of my dress which he lifted up enough so that he could slide his fingers between my legs and feel how wet I was. We looked at each other, smiled with a glint in our eyes as we turned left out of the bar. To get back to our hotel we needed to turn right but I knew why Tom had turned left. One of the ladies in the window had caught his eye earlier when we were walking to the bar. I guessed that was where we were.