Exotic Escapades Chapter 3

"Well hey there, missy," the copper-colored hair guy nearly shouted. "Glad you're still alive and able to walk. What happened?"

He set some coffee down on the table. Tammy noticed that there were four cups, but she barely had time to think when the blonde man carefully set her down on a wooden chair. He himself sat on a stool while the other man sat close to Tammy, holding her hand.

"Hey Jerry, let us introduce ourselves to her first. She must think we're psycho or something," the blonde said.

"Well I'm Jerry and this is Charlie."

Tammy smiled. She noticed that Jerry seemed a little too muscled for her tastes, but she could not help and notice his large eagle tattoo on his right arm. He had a nice mustache and goatee, accompanied by a set of brown eyes.

"Well, we kinda saw you on our ranch beat up," Charlie began, "Your skirt showing your...ahem...male penis."

Tammy blushed, a little frightened. "Oh...is that OK?"

"That's terrific!" Jerry chimed. "We don't find any trannies around this area, let alone gay people. We try to be discreet as possible. It's not easy being gay around here you know. It's uber-conservative here."

Charlie sighed. "Yeah, Leave It to Beaver land. Fake shit."

He smiled and playfully winked. His handsome features made Tammy melt.

"Yeah, we like crossdressers and trannies and nothing else."

"Now, don't get us wrong. We're not fuck buddies. We like to share trannies and crossdressers," Jerry informed. "We kind of need a replacement tranny slut you know."

Charlie got up from the stool and also sat close to Tammy.

"Anyways, we were sorta intrigued, but at the same time worried if you were OK. We were gonna call the ambulance, but we figured we could restore your health back again...and your...ahem...male penis helped us with that decision. I hope you'll pay us back for this good deed."