“I don’t know.”Manuel mumbled something in Spanish and his comrades replied in their native tongue.“What’s he saying?” Paul asked.“My br...ther saw fear like this before,” Carlos said. “He wants me to try something that might help.”“Go for it,” I shrugged.Carlos nodded as he stepped closer to Frankie who was still rocking back and forth.“Frankie!” Carlos yelled as he bent over. “Snap out of it.” And then the young Mexican slapped poor Frankie hard on each cheek.“Ouch, you motherfucker!” Frankie. Ann lay beside Nat on her back providing Larry a tough decision to make. Which girl would he penetrate? Since he had just been inside Ann, it made his choice easier, but the view was a dream for this horny father. Two willing vixens with pussies eager to accept his throbbing dick, adolescent breasts waiting to be played with by his hands and mouth, breath-taking faces with a “come hither” expression, and just a hint of baby fat remaining in their tummies. He wanted to make both of them full. There was a certain disdain in his face but his voice was neutral.I nodded. “A sliver Honda Fit Aria. Two-thousand-three, I believe.”“You’re sure?” Barns asked.I nodded. “I worked on cars during my summers back home.”He nodded and asked, “You didn’t happen to catch the license plate, did you?”The coffee maker chimed that it was done brewing. I turned and pulled out two cups while thinking about his question. “YT3-FF8A,” I said and handed Lieutenant Williams his cup. “Sugar? Creamer?” I asked. "It's all I can think about- I don't think the thoughts, the need to bea girl will EVER go away, no matter how hard I wish they would..." You- you'd rather now be, you know, like me?" Laura asks. "You'drather be, um, just a normal boy?" I'd rather be allowed to live like you do," I say. "But I'd rather behappy than miserable all the time." I forgive you," Suriya says, giving my hand an awkward, tentativesqueeze. "What you've gone through... It can't have been easy." It was hell," I whisper."If.