Frank was wearing silver sparkly stilettoes."I did this deal with Mum when I heard that Jenny was playing Janetthat I would play a character called Fr...ank, Dad. I thought with myname the character had to be a male character but it turns out thatFrank is a transvestite Dad. I didn't want to be dressed up like thisand like Jenny but I know you have always told me a man keeps his word.It turns out Frank wears women's clothes Dad so here I am."I was lost for words. I realised that there was no. She tossed one to Mander and opened the other.“I’ve not seen Your Countessness do much drinking.” Mander told her, opening his.“This is something different.” She told him, with a swig from her bottle. “One before going into battle.”Mander nodded and did the same with his bottle. Helen reached back into the minibar and got a Coke to go with hers. She offered Mander one as well.“No thanks, Your Countessness.” He told her. “Wouldn’t want you racking up those minibar charges.”Helen smiled at that. Finally he pulled out and turned from her, his legs shaky. At long last! She was his, body and soul! Wait...where was the knife? It had been in his hands... He looked around and saw its shape on the floor. Stupid fool, to drop it in the throes of passion. He then noticed that the girl had gotten up from the table, and had turned toward him."You dare--?" he began, then fell over in pain from a kick to the groin. Another kick to the ribs kept him in the fetal position.Mandy pulled back the. .and it'll explain you being on top of me...", he whispered into my ear.OK, maybe having two older men twisting roughly on my nipples, sending tingling hot flashes through my tummy made me unwilling to refuse. But the feel of his other hand on my ass and his hard dick in my pussy was keeping me hot and wet and horny. I decided to go along...for now. Or my body decided, i dunno. Maybe it was one of my favorite fantasies come to life...i'd often dreamed of being a whore...usually when i was.