Her skirt was still around her waist so I could clearly see my target and slowly worked my way towards it. The higher my hand moved, the wider her leg... parted and now I could just see her pale pink inner lips, framed by the much deeper colour of the outer ones. I could see that they were already moist, a thin sheen of moisture, coating them. Continuing upwards, I carefully avoided touching them, instead, moving up her thigh until I was just above the line of her pubic hair. As my fingers traced. I was at lost for words. She asked again as she walked towards me. I still couldn't answer her. By the time she walked over to me I managed to get some words out. "Hello, Mistress Julia. Please forgive me for my rudeness," I said, hoping she wouldn't notice the mess behind me. But she did. The look she gave me sent chills through out my body. “What is this? You can’t do as you’re told, little girl?" she said. "Mistress, I can explain this. I was still cleaning when you. Tu appartieni a me. Tu sei mia. Quando diventidonna, voglio essere io il tuo uomo, e voglio sostenerti in ogni passodella transizione. Essere il tuo solo uomo" avevano avuto un impatto forsepi? significativo di quello degli ormoni stessi. Sentivo la miafemminilit? riconosciuta e apprezzata, e questo per una donna trans comeme era praticamente l'equivalente del vincere in una lotteria, se nonaddirittura di pi?. Mi sentivo donna nella pancia, e nei seni acerbi cheormai facevano capolino sul mio. M."Detective Sanchez, I'm Renee Franklin. Bob down at the desk said you were handling the Traci shooting." Welcome and nice to meet you. Yeah, as the new guy, it's my job to catch all the big time criminals. I get to start from the bottom up." Well, starting with a dog shooting is pretty much the bottom. But, I'll bet if you do well, you might move up to cats next."Sanchez laughed and smiled. "If you want, you can come with me. They're testing all the 38 caliber handguns this morning to see if.