I waited for the front door to close and watched my mother walk down the street. I became very excited because I was finally home alone, my father had... gone on a work trip for the weekend and wouldn’t be back until late Sunday night. I went upstairs to my computer at eight thirty because I had gotten bored of playing the same few songs on piano. I logged on to facebook and myspace and scrolled through friends profiles, nothing new or interesting. By nine thirty I had decided that I had at least. Hethen suggested that I retain the rest of the staff and he pulled out acomputer printout showing the costs necessary to run the place. I hadalready overspent, and if I made a mistake in my purchase this placewould not be that easy to unload, at least not now, but it still was ashock, even to me at how much it cost each month to keep it going. Itried to maintain my composure so as not to show my concern to my newmajor domo, and thought. "What the hell. In for a penny, in for apound. Let me. The next time we went out I could tell the guys had talked about last weekend and what I told Sam in the car. They were trying to get Stacy and me to drink more than usual and they were flirting more than usual. The first slow song that was played, Sam asked Stacy to dance. Tom was right behind him grabbing my hand. I gave Stacy a little wink as we headed to the dance floor. Tom started a little slow but soon pulled in close grinding his cock into me. I did not pull back this time, I started. I executed myself: one of them continued to penetrate my mouth while the other took off my black spandex short. He was going to spread my g-string on the side of my cheeks to penetrate my ass when he discovered my hanging little cock.-I can't believe it man! This girl is a fucking sissy!-What are you talking about?-She's a transsexual!They looked at me angrily; I begged them not to hurt me-You're gonna pay for this trick, there is no way your ass is going to escape from the most painful fuck.