Chapter Eight
The Promise
We soon were heading down the dark streets in our usual positions. In my little trunk, I could only think of what was soon to follow. I adjusted my shorts and let my rock hard c**k assume its rightful position. God, I was hot! All I could think of was f*****g those women tonight.
Suddenly the car pulled to a stop. Certainly, we weren’t home yet. I wondered why we had stopped. The trunk snapped open and three happy females greeted me. “Come on, get out of there. We’re going to stop for a drink.”
“But, I thought we were going home to...”
“Don’t worry. missy, there’s a lot of night left.”
“Hey, that’s what we can change his name to. Let’s call him Missy. Sissy Missy,” Lisa added.
“That’s a good one,” Samantha added. “From now on your name is Missy. Remember it
