I was graduating from college facing a very low draft number and my college roomate wanted to prepare me for the real world.

He had visited my fifth generation ranching family from a very isolated mountain area and determined that I had no idea of the temptations or the existence of predators that would likely prey on my innocence. It was a Thursday night, 1230 a.

m. when he began his orientation of challenges that would soon face me. He taught me how to spot hookers near the capitol area of Denver and then took me into some bars. At the first bar there was no live music, just a juke box at the rear of a smoke filled room. He said, "Have a beer and I'll be back." A couple of older "girls" came over and started to talk in low tones about my dress and origin before Joe came to the rescue. "They are a bunch of queers. Let's go." Astonished, he told me to look at the size of the muscles on their arms and the over development of the calve muscles below their dresses.

I realized he was right and off we went to another bar. We entered that one from a dark alley by climbing a few cement stairs. It was almost closing time the light was brighter, not so smoky and people were dancing. I thought all right. But these were male couples dancing with each other.

Hell it looked normal to me because one partner was wearing a dress. I told Joe I had seen enough and wanted to leave but he wanted to visit. He brought over a woman figure who challenged my manhood and grabbed my crotch. She damn near cushed my nuts and wanted to know why we were in such a place with all these people. Joe told her that I was a virgin and was looking for a screw.

I damn near passed out from fear, but told Joe that I was leaving and he better come on now or find his own way back. They were right behind me and Joe said we were going to give this person a ride. As soon as we were all jammed into a Ford 500 XLT with front bucketseats, she grabbed my length and I missed some cars in the parking lot but ran the redlight at the intersection.

I looked over and hell, she had Joe's length aut of his pants already. The Ford got parked very crooked all of us went upstairs to the living room where Joe took some cushions from the couch, disrobed her, and I verified she was indeed a woman. I lost my virginity that night but Joe and another roomie got a good screwing too.