"Ladies," Martin said to Sandy and Sarah, "a brief summary of the parts you missed. My bedroom is over there. Rob and Jack will be over here and they'...ll decide whose is which. Women get to choose where and with whom they sleep, upstairs or down, with others or alone. You decide amongst yourselves, amicably. Any or all of you can go to the med tubes right away, or you can delay if you wish. I'm going to ask at least two women to take on young Jack tonight and decide what body modifications are. "What?" Alex asked, glancing in the bathroom mirror and running his hand through his thinning hair in exhaustion, again noting the increasing number of hairs falling out. "You've been to plenty of those concerts before," he reminded her as he grabbed some food from the room's little refrigerator and brought it back to the bed with him."Yeah, but I'd forgotten how crazy they are. After all, I've been out of that scene for a while," Cate reflected, resting her hand on her forehead as she observed. It was in this context that he saw the ads on collarme. They were a Trans couple, and both were dominant. Now he knew he wasn't gay. Hell, he liked to dress up as a French maid and clean ladies houses, so it's not like he couldn't admit he was gay, he just wasn't attracted to men at all. But there was something about the thought of serving a dominant Trans. Like it was somehow a greater act of submission, and this really wasn't about sex to him. Besides, he figured, who would be better when it. "You can't be serious. I am not getting on a bus dressed like this," shesaid.Though she wouldn't admit it she was more apprehensive of the walk thanthe actual way she was dressed. She was in 6" sandals. John had to helpher to get from the house into the car and that was about 10 yards."Why not? The driver may give you a free ride," he said."Don't joke about that," she said. "Beside I owe you one." Not just one," he reminded her as he started the car.He put his hand on her fishnet clad knee."Hey.