He comforted Olivia as he cupped her shoulder & pressed it gently.Olivia's strong sixth sense did not give any signals of anything being wrong with th... touch and all she could do was nod her head slowly in acknowledgment of his words.Wolf didn't wait for long. He grabbed the boar by his lapel and started dragging him out of the room.Olivia was still apprehensive as her eyes followed him all the way out of the door, throwing the boar masked guy on the floor and turned quickly back on his heels. Thuddy is her name for my wonderful, large, heavy flogger. Mr. Thuddy is not to be confused with Mr. Thud, that huge hunk of metal that the asshole in Connecticut keeps offering to hit people with at events, claiming he’s “got thud.”New people think Mr. Thuddy is scary; you hand him to them and they feel the weight and think they aren’t going to like that. Bashing people with the handle would in fact be rude. However, there are lots of wide straps, and the weight of the handle brings inertia. " Oh fine fine. Whatever." I groan. It seems either way Jen was going tohave something awkward to put me in. "Let me guess, heels now in thetorture parade?" Hrm, no, not yet. I want that to hang on your head for a while. MaybeI'll save that for dress day." Jen pats me on the head. "Just some flatsfor today Rachel. Don't want you falling every five feet showing yourcute panties off." I blush hard, but don't protest, thankful for thatreprieve for now.Jen looks at the clock and hands me a big. The operator took our details, and said anappeal application form would arrive in fourteen days. Only twenty-eightdays remained until I was to be sent to the Feminisation Centre. Mymother said she was sure they would delay my appointment if I had anappeal pending. I wasn't at all convinced.*The Gender Compliance Officer remained silent as she drove us to theFeminisation Centre. As we drove, we went past the park where I used toplay as a child. I still visited it from time to time.I used to go.