I turned in my chair to see my best friend, Leslie, Adam’s wife, standing a few feet behind me. Lost in my reverie, I had not heard her come through...the back gate.Suddenly very aware of my present situation I scrambled to cover with my top and turn off my toy. “Leslie, what a surprise, what are you doing here. I wasn’t expecting anyone out here.” I rambled somewhat incoherently in my embarrassment and confusion.“Oh, don’t stop on my account honey,” she laughed at me winking, “I didn’t mean to. He wasn?t some faggot sissy boy. No matter how much hestruggled or how much he screamed, no one paid any attention to him. Outside the evaluationchamber was a small anteroom. In it were 10 men and women in various modes ofdress and undress. All of them looked up as he was pushed through the doorway.The attendant pushing his cage said one word as he/she turned and re-enteredthe evaluation chamber. ?Shemale.? A woman dressed in a tightpink latex minidress and pink knee length high heeled boots. The sp-special," she said clenching her fists as she climaxed."Ooohhhhh," Kimberly uncontrollably sighed when Steve pulled the breadstick from her gushing pussy. He shifted it under the tablecloth to his other hand and held it up to Kimberly's face."Try one of these breadsticks," he said. "They have a unique flavor."Kimberly saw the moisture on the breadstick and quickly looked up at the waiter. He was waiting patiently. She opened her mouth and Steve laid it on her tongue. Her mouth snapped. ‘Okay, its time to return to my rooms at the inn. I need to rest, safely out of the sun, and then we need to talk things over and determine our next move. Also, I need to stop at a butcher shop if there’s one not too far out of our way.’ ‘Why?’ asked Hassan. When both Alafdal and I rolled our eyes, the young man blushed and simply said ‘Oh.’ When we were settled back at my windowless set of rooms, Alafdal simply deposited himself in a chair, propped his feet up and fell asleep. Hassan, perhaps.
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