Understand? I nodded my head. Good. Now, me and the old lady like discretion. We like to stick to our own business. You can come and go as you please.... We dont mind at all. We dont have any problem with that. But we expect you to respect our boundaries. Cool? Cool, I replied. I didnt quiet understand what he meant but its what I wanted too. I could respect that. And I could respect him too. He seemed simple enough. Uncomplicated and to the point. Is that it? Yeah, pretty much, he nodded. But Im. Presumably she was the restroom occupant when I first arrived. I thanked the clerk (hoping all the while that he noticed my package stuffed down my right pant leg) and headed toward the arcade area.This store has an unusual set up with the arcades in a semi-enclosed room behind the counter. There is a curtain separating the arcade from the counter area, but the wall behind the counter in only a partial wall. The booths are in a row all facing the counter and each has only a cloth curtain for. .. or so I thought. I've now been out four nights to three different tranny nightclubs.It's absolutely terrifying but I'm growing in confidence the more feminine, convincing and prettier I look, am meeting some wonderful people and so love all the gorgeous sexy outfits I wear and the attention I get from tgurls and men....I love sitting in the front seat of a taxi, pushing my tits out and showing off my stocking tops and see how the drivers can't take their eyes off me thinking I'm a girl. I. “What do I have to do to get you to do that for me again?” “Hmmm…” She pondered, making a cute little face as if she was thinking it over, making the aching of my cock even worse. Eventually, she leaned into my ear and said, “Tell you what, Mr. Rich Guy. If you put a little something in wallet, I might let you put something else in my mouth.” I quickly fumbled for my wallet and took out all the money I had. “Woah, save it baby.” She said, coolly. “Save some of that money for all the other.