"No, I'm gonna meet some friends and see a movie, maybe sleep over at someone's house. Don't worry, I'll be back tomorrow to do my chores; Chris's mom...always kicks us out around noon anyway. Bye!"As I flip my phone closed and tuck it back into my purse, he issues a low whistle, tugging our crotches back into contact. "Man, you're a quick liar." His eyes glimmer in the glow of the parking lot lights. "Great for role playing games."His lips attach to the pulse point under my ear as his hands. Er ... Batch was his name. Wants to be a woman, you know, dresses in girlie gear, straightens his hair and wears make-up, quite a laugh really. Small wiry black, black as night with long frizzy hair you always wished you could have, his hair not him...” we chortled. “Well I s’pose you could, but he’s transgender, like I told you.”“Yeah, yeah but he’s ugly too. I like a man with some looks as well as a big cock...”“Ah well, there you are. I saw him on the shower yesterday for the first time, he. She could hear his guffaws as they told each other the same jokes they had at the last party. Ann liked the parties but never seemed to fit in and usually ended up mostly intoxicated but still having to pour her husband onto the couch. Oh she couldn't blame him really, Donald worked his ass off in the Law firm and had been trying to make partner since they'd moved to New Orleans 4 years earlier. She tipped her martini high and as she brought the glass down empty, was startled by the full one. The hallway that led to the guest bedroom was between the living room and the kitchen. As I adjusted my eyes to the light and I could see Carol standing in the kitchen trying to get something out of the cabinets. She had turned on the light over the sink so I had a very good view of her. She was wearing a big t-shirt with the number 14 on the back, and that appeared to be all, because when she reached up into the cabinet, I could see her big healthy ass. I immediately felt my dick start to stir.