Right around 2008, in the middle of the Financial Crises, I was going to school part-time, and working as a bartender in North Atlanta. I lost my job.... The only place that I could find that was hiring was this Drag club in Buckhead. I didn't really want to work there, but I needed a job, and the manager offered me a great salary.I found out later that she assumed I was a cross dresser. This never came up in our interview, but it WAS a Drag club, and I am a rather petite guy. I am 5'7", and I. The next incident completely shocked me. She closed the room windows and then she lay down on her bed. After which she pulled me in her direction and kissed on my lips.I started to enjoy the moment while still trying to recover from the shock. We both opened our tongues and we were playing. We both were kissing like crazy for more than 10 minutes. Celina slowly told me, “I like you, dear.” I told her that the feeling is mutual.I continued to kiss her neck and pressed her boobs from over the. Her tongue was so smooth and sweet against mine and I felt her begin to push against me. Getting the hint, I laid back and she laid on top of me. I opened my legs to be sure she was comfortable and felt her mound press lightly to mine. The pressure to her clit made her moan slightly and come up for air."Oh my god. Just laying here kissing you has me ready to explode again, but I don't want to until I get a chance to taste your cum in my mouth." With that, she began kissing my neck. She slowly. Actually 'shattered' was the wrong word. 'Exploded' was a betterdescription of what happened as a ball of light burst from thefigurine and bowled them all over. When they came to it soon becameclear that wasn't all it had done, that the boys had swapped bodieswith the girls."Do you remember your line?" Simon asked, bringing her back to thepresent."Of course I do," she said. "It would be pretty difficult to forget'I'm not a member of Duran Duran', even for me." Then as long as no ancient magical.