" Yes kid but not as high as mine or the other ladies in the shop. Wewould never have caught you." Yeah, and then I could never have come here again. ...It's the only shopin town I can come to." Likewise for all us trannies darling, unless of course you try thecharity thrift shops, now, what about a femme name?" I dunn'o. I've never thought about it." Well you'd better. We can't call you Jack in the club."Jack thought about it for a while as he sipped his coffee. Virginiastood up and. He heard Ryan curse, felt the jeans being tugged up his legs and over his hips. Zip, button. A kiss on his collarbone. Then driving, driving, he heard the wheels. No radio, no words, closed eyes, no blurred lights through the fading steam on the windows. And then Ryan shaking him awake and some more words he didn’t really hear until the end. ‘. . . upstairs. Put your arm around me, baby.’ Elevator, stumbling out, hallway, card key. Headline in the making. Drugs, sex, rock life style, secret. I finished up and got out of the shower and grabbed the towel that Diane left hanging up for me. I hung it up and walked back into Diane’s room. My cock was still hard as a rock as I remembered that I still didn’t have any clothes in here. I chuckled to myself as I remembered us coming up here last night with me only in my T-shirt and her comment about my cock as I was climbing up the stairs. My cock flexed and bobbed at the thought. I looked over at the clock radio on the nightstand and was. Her only way of feeling worthwhile in a relationship with a superior person is to serve him or her. That's her personality and we're not going to be able to change it."We'd stopped walking by now, and had pulled off the main sidewalk to make it easier to talk. Just as well considering how personal the discussion was getting. Julia's face took on a serious look while she said, "You need to be aware of an important issue: Carol wants to serve. If we reject her, or even just don't give her enough.