He sprang away from me."What the fuck? You're a guy-" No, transsexual, a ladyboy." Sal, you dumb fuck, you hooked us up with a shemale."Jose lurched ...away as though my flesh was poison and looked at memenacingly."Let's kill this fucking faggot."Sal laughed."That's why you wanted your ID?" I should have told you, I thought you knew."I was scared, but more than that, I hated myself. I had misled them toprove I was passable and fuckable and failed. I was a fraud."Fooled me until the cock. " Feeling like a side dish, I shook my head yes...even though I was hoping for more with Barb. She noticed my disappointment on my face and walked over to me. She took my hand and moved it up her skirt to feel her warm moistness. Confused and aroused, she let me fingers her a little before removing my hand to return to her chair. Barb decided a confession would inspire or aroused me even more. "I have needs and you meet my needs. Keep me satisfied and I'll make it worth your while." She left it. "Yeah." How did that make you feel?" Hot. I wanted to reach over and squeeze it, run my fingers over it and gauge its length and hardness." Did he see you looking at it?" Yes, he took my hand and placed it over the bulge." Really?"She laughed nervously. "Yeah. I started to pull my hand away, but he stopped me when he squeezed my hand around it with his hand. 'See what you do to me,' he said."I chuckled. "He's a bold one. Well, did you run your fingers over it and gauge its length and hardness?". Uh, think…’ Darius continued pounding into her, and he could feel his orgasm fast approaching. ‘What, uh, oh yes...what would I have to do...to...um, to prove that, mmm, I’m not...such...such a slut?’ she asked, her voice hitching. ‘Mmm...I’ve thought of 3 things I’d...oh...like you to do for me...is that ok?’ Isabelle’s eyes darted around. She took a few deep breaths, arching her back. Darius couldn’t resist cupping her breast and thumbing her nipple. She sighed. ‘Yes….’.