He had an appointment with the embassy in the mid-morning but no worries about problems with the authorities. Then, later this evening he was schedule... to give a demonstration of Karate killing blows at a "Dojo" in Oxford. He really hated the "dog and pony" shows filled with obsequious students of the martial arts circled around him like little sponges waiting to be filled with the wisdom of his message. He did enjoy using the female students as props to illustrate a particular move. The "choke. I was so busy with doing what I was doing I didn't pay much attention to the guy that came up to the urinal one away from me until he spoke to me, in a sort of a gruff voice he said "hey son, enjoying yourself?" I looked over at him and said "yeah, having a good night." but the look in his eyes told me he wasn't really interested in if I was or wasn't having a good night, he looked pent up. I carried on pissing until my bladder was empty and sighed a sigh of relief, "enjoy that piss, son?" he. He leaned his head back and sighed happily. Then he looked back downat what was before him. His ponygirl - my Mistress - lay splayed onthe bed in front of him. Her inflamed pussy well and truly fucked anddrooling his cum out of it. She lay there, still in her pony tack andharness, bound and utterly blissed out from being so well mounted byher Alpha Male Master.And there I was. Fully feminized and emasculated in my sissy maid'suniform, my nylons, my garters holding them up, my cock safely. We worked our way through the crowd and went back to our corner. Gail asked for another Coke and I quickly went and got her one, as well as one for myself."I never thought I'd ever go to a Halloween party," I told Gail. "It's not one of my favorite holidays." Why not, Ed? I think it's fun being here with you."I told Gail about my experience with the bullies and why I hated the holiday. When I was finished with my tale, she looked into my eyes, her face empathetic. She looked like she was going.