I’m sorry. I won’t make you pay for this cut.” I say, trying to hide my embarrassment. He looks again into my eyes, “I tell you what, I pay fo... the haircut if you go for drinks with me.”I’m visibly shaken. “Sure, I get off in an two hours.”“Then I will have my driver pick you up at your place at say 6:00?” he says as he rises from my chair. He hands me a crisp $100 and tells me to keep the change. I write my address on the back of my card and hand it to him. “Please, I can’t accept this, its. She made Master choke me in a tight wrapper. Choke me, I say! I could hardly breathe. I couldn't see. It was awful! He wouldn't free me until I came inside the wrapper. And the worst part was I didn't have that skin-to-skin contact with beloved pussy. God, how I missed her. I loved the way my skin would rub against hers. We would bond in those moments.Now, there was this thing separating us. Once, I protested and wouldn't cum. Master was embarrassed, but I had to make myself heard. Fortunately,. .. the curtains...You open one of your drawers and can't help but recoil in disgust fromall the yucky boy clothes in there. You can't explain it, but yousuddenly want to get rid of all of these things as fast as you can.Still naked, you walk around the house. So many things look wrong. Somany things will have to go. In a sudden frenzy, you begin pulling pictures off the wall, gathering uppiles of books and DVDs, tearing down curtains... They all have to go. You'll have to call some garbage. Sam was breathing heavy and was getting me going as well. He said, “how about a movie with some slut trannies showing their depravity doing all sorts of fun stuff?” I said, “that would be the icing on the cake, maybe we could make our own movie some time.• On went the screen, he was playing back from his video stash on his computer. It opened with a scene where there were 4 couples all the guys dressed in tranny mode and all the women dressed in male mode. They were crossing sexes and trying.