"So, who were you meant to be meeting anyway?" I asked casually, heart and dick both beating in unison."Umm, no one." She tried brushing off the quest...on and changed the radio station."I didn't say you could change that, missy," I said in a low, authoritative, teasing tone of voice. "Tell me, who were you supposed to be meeting?"She glanced at me submissively, head slightly lowered and not making direct eye contact. I put my finger under her chin and tilted her head upwards, giving her. The four of us ended up in Steve’s one-bedroom apartment to continue the party. I remembered Steve taking me aside and whispering, “You gotta go. Take her home.” “What the fuck?” I said. “I can’t drive. I can barely walk. I’ll crash on the couch.” “No, you can’t. She won’t fuck with her friend here. You two gotta go!” I recalled how angry I had been. Not only had Steve got the hot girl, he tossed me out in the cold. I flushed, threw cold water on my face, dried off, and went back to the. At first it was just other gurls who like to dress. While they remain my favorite I soon discovered I just like sucking cock. If I’m dressed and feeling girly I’ll suck a man’s cock and enjoy it.Recently I was at a convention in Las Vegas with the rest of my sales team. Most nights we had team get togethers but I had one night free and took advantage of the opportunity. I went to the Las Vegas Lounge on Karen Street. The lounge is a notorious hangout for TSs, and CDs, many of which are working. ..? Elsie's words were just repeating themselves in my head, especially when she mentioned all the things she had done, and had done to her, during her long teaching career.I was single. I had not had a guy between my legs, on top of me, underneath me, behind me, or even in my mouth for over six weeks.....Yes.....Frustration had been building inside for a while, to the point where I would start my day screaming at myself in the mirror. So, for me, if Elsie wasn't winding me up, Mike was going.