Time to go

The day dragged on. Frank had a couple more conference calls. He liked to walk around his office when
he was on this calls. By 5:30 he was getting used to his retrains and could walk fairly smoothly.
"The taxi should be here soon" Frank glided over to the closet put on the fur coat and wedged the fur at
onto his head. He had the pull the blonde hair free of the coat collar and flip it out.
Frank stood there assessing his reflection. His makeup was a bit faded but he had fine features. Between the wig
and the hat his face looked quite feminine. He looked down. You could clearly make out the ankle cuffs and chain
that held then together. Not much he could do about it. With the corset he could barely bend over. The cab ride will
be painful.

He made is way downstairs and stood on the curb waiting for the cab. Looks and whistles he got standing there
let him know he looked the part. He didn't want to look like a guy in drag.
A police cruise started to take an interest in him. Luckily the cab arrived and Frank quickly got in.
The cab driver practiacally drooled looking at him "Where to beautiful?"
Frank winced as the corset dug in. He handed the driver the address.
The cab was quiet and you could hear the vibrator buzzing away in Frank's now numb ass.
The driver mistook Frank's pain as sexual pleasure. "Getting rev'd up are we?"

The cab finally stopped, Frank payed the driver and as he looked up he saw that the police cruiser had followed him.
Frank moved as fast has he could. If he had looked up, he would have seen the sign "Dante's Pit".
The sign on the door said "private function".