Just bring the contracts over anytime," I said."The earnest money might be a problem, I can't take a debit card," she said."I can't get to the bank ri...ht now. I can write you a check, but it won't be certified," I said."That's okay, we will hold the contract till your checks clear. In the meantime do your thing," she said."Good," I said."I'll drop by in an hour with the contract," she agreed."You know Buddy, I need to put some clothes on. I'm going into the bathroom and wash. When I come out. I could use a good fight. She swung wildly as she tried to strike my face. I managed to block her blows, seize her by her shoulders, spin her around and shove her back over the couch. I kicked her legs apart then used one hand to hold her bent over the arm. With my other hand I hiked her skirt over her round ass to reveal her baby blue panties. I knew I had to move quickly and forcefully. As she wriggled and fought to free herself I seized the panties by a leg band. Giving it a hard. The morning routine was natural to Michelle now, not that it hadn't beenbefore her weeks holiday from the store but with quality time as herself itwas even more so. Already smooth, soft and moisturized all over a quickwarm shower brought her back to her dressing table.She was glad that she had awoken early when she realized that a few thingsneeded attention. Using her magnified mirror she plucked a few unmasculinehairs from her brows and, assessing the time, filed her nails and appliedher. Very trendy, I’m sure. There was one wall in particular that caught my eye. The classic gay men’s bar scene with all the fixings. Even a few woodies in the pants and one ‘gentleman’ in a leather vest and chaps clutching his. The Cat’s Paw looked like any other club on the outside. We parked and walked in. The sun was still over the yardarm, but there were already some regulars there. The place looked normal enough with small tables scattered all around the floor and bar almost in the middle..