He had short wild brown hair, deep green eyes and a short haired beard. ”My name is Lucas. The Master sent me.” He spoke with a slight German acce...nt. “Please come in.”I closed the door after he entered and was about to ask if he would like anything to drink when there was another knock at the door. Standing out side was a tall elegant European woman of about 28 years of age in a very low cut silk dress the color of blood with matching 4 inch heels. She had black eyes, very pale skin and dark. Now this should offended me because I'm not a sissy man or cross dresser and I don't desire to be a woman, I should have been furious! Instead of rage I felt excited and I knew that my cock was now rock hard."Put them on before I let you suck my cock," he said. " Whenever we meet I'll bring you a new pair to wear before you are allowed to blow me."This statement alone caused a raging hard on, it was almost painful. Why it excited me so much I'm not sure. Maybe it was the fact that he brought me. A group home is run like a business with the adults coming on and off duty like in any job. A group home is where they can put many foster kids usually girls together and boys together. But of all the homes I ever stayed in the group home was the place where I felt least safe. Im not sure if it was on purpose and it probably wasnt, but I had always had very long hair. It was probably more that my real mom didnt have the money for me to get a haircut and my foster parents always wanted to save. "Anyhow, that's settled. I just have to clear it with my folks, but that won't be a problem. Anyhow, enough talking," she grinned, and leaned in to kiss me.It started the way it always did. We made out, both our shirts came off, I fondled her breasts-but when I reached for the button on her jeans, she stopped me. "No. I want to do you first today." Why?" Just do," she grinned."Well, you could still take your pants off," I said."Not yet," she smirked, and went for mine. They were off in a.