A shiver ranthrough me as I looked at the effeminate man in the mirror. His eyebrowswere plucked into a sultry arch over mascaraed eyes with long 'ark...lashes. Cheeks and nose had been artfully rouged and powdered and themouth was drawn into a full, sensuous red pout. I saw the reflections ofthe two women -- Sylvia, short, voluptuous and red-headed, and Clarisse,much taller but with a full firm figure and jet-black tresses -- and Irealized how much I looked like one of them already! My flat chest. It must have been three times the volume at least. I'd imagined putting a cock in my mouth many times, I'd read stories (remember Penthouse forum?) but wow when I got close to it what a feeling. It smelt clean and soapy from his after work shower. It was only partly hard but with my hand on it it really stiffened. You know that feeling when you are perfectly horny and your cock wants to burst? That's how his was.He was probably secretly gay, we didn't talk about that. I was just a 20 yo guy,. He looked fearful. I looked at Bobby, but he was calm.When Smith closed the door behind him, Judge Tollifson said, “That probably wasn’t a good idea.”“It’ll be okay,” said Bobby.“Can you see in his brain?” asked Jane. “What do you see?”“He was frustrated, not angry. When Tiffany talked about what she wants to do, I could tell he liked it. I don’t think he’ll tell anybody.”“That’s putting a lot of trust in one man,” said the judge.I looked at Doug.“Is attorney/client privilege enough to keep you. "Auntie Ann, Auntie Ann," he yelled at the tan blonde girl lying on the blanket not too far away. "Come on in, come on in and race me to the raft!" Okay, Jimmy," she yelled back slipping a white bathing cap over her long blonde hair. "Be right there--I'll bet you an ice cream I win."She ran over to where he was waiting and jumped in beside him, splashing handfuls of water in his face at the same time."Don't, Don't" he cried, "I can't see to race you."She stopped long enough for him to clean his.