I knew what might be in store, but I was not only scared of him following through on his blackmail, but also a little bit flattered by his interest in...how I looked when I crossdressed.An SMS arrived with an address…Within an hour I was over at his place and dressed as I had before, but now standing before him as he relax on an armchair. His hand on the obvious bulge in his jeans he asked me to pose a bit. Turn to the side, turn around and look back at me, bend over a bit, that kind of thing. At. They had taken on that job with real determination.They were good at finding groups who were tied to the net. The question was, how many lone wolf and small groups that were staying off the internet were out there would we would encounter?As my mind wandered and muddled through random thoughts, it finally hit me what was going on with the State Department security change as described by Victor.The department was essentially doing a tactical retreat in the worst areas by withdrawing its own. He didn't let go though, not even when I raised my hand up and slapped it across his face. He just tried harder and I almost lost my grip on the gun and the next thing I knew he was laying on the floor bleeding from his stomach."So sorry man, but I did warn you." I sat down next to him taking his hand in mine as he choked on his own blood. "You've got red on you," he said as he spat blood everywhere before going completely silent.Years of friendship had just come to a final bloody end and it. I can't wait to see the guys hit on you." She then fixed my hair. I had picked out a tight pink dress to wear for the night. Underneath I wore a hot pink thong and matching bra. I also chose to wear a garter belt and stockings. I put the dress on along with matching 5 inch platform heels. When I looked in the mirror I was stunned. I had never looked so sexy or slutty. I was ready for our night out.When we got to the club my wife paid the cover charge and we found a table. A waitress came over.