Though Simon didn't expect to find anything inside the little shop, hedid find himself getting curious about it anyway. "I wonder..." he musedto himse...f, thinking that any place with "magic lamps" in the windowcouldn't be all bad. Having made up his mind, Simon went on into thestore, ignoring the faint tinkle of a bell over his head as he lookedaround. The variety of things available surprised him, and he couldn'thelp but wondering if maybe he just might find something worthwhileafter all. . Images and the memory of the night before came flooding back,sitting up the pain in his full ass did as well. Getting up slowly, hewent into the bathroom looked at himself in the mirror, his makeupsmeared, wig laying on the floor, looking like a used whore, being a so-called man made it even worse.Slowly he stripped out of his clothes, was about to remove the plug whenhe remembered what was commanded of him. "Fuck!" he let out with a moan.Being sober and hungover after a night like that, was. After the toll, Robbie suggested and Jacob took the side road. By now the rain had started to come down. As he started the windshield wipers, he glanced at the Robbie’s crotch. He could not believe to see a huge bulge in the crotch. Maybe a mile or more on the side road and it was getting lost in the dirt and the trees. Robbie gestured him to pull into a secluded, abandoned area that could be used for parking. There was another car parked at about 10 yards away, which suddenly started, backed. ‘Cash sound good to you, you stud?’ she asked. ‘Sounds good to me,’ I replied. I soon got what Matt meant when he said he didn’t do things like this, it was me and six very horny, slightly drunk and very attractive women in a limo driving the short distance to my one-bedroom house I’d probably only just have room for us all in on my king-sized bed and en-suite bathroom. And I had to try and hold them all off in the interim. Much easier said than done. ‘Come on, show us your willy!’ said.