As I looked into her eyes, I was conscious of a woman who was as carefully prepared as a runway model. Her makeup, clothes, bearing, even her attitude...seemed to project New York, not Cranbrook. I was on high alert and fascinated. She had an almost Cher-like face; long, thin, and perfect. Her body almost lacked shape from what I was able to see. It was perfect for a model, but lacked the voluptuous curves that wannabe letches like me admired. No big tits, no big ass ... Hmmmm."Sorry, it's very. First thing he said was 'well I'll be damned. No wonder they can't move'. The sheriff went up to take a look. Seems Cheryl and Nadine had a wide leather strap across their lap, under their blouse but on top of their skirt, and it was bolted to the pew. The couldn't move if they wanted to. The sheriff looked at the straps and said it was a good job and it would take some tools to get them loose. While he was talking both girls started moaning again and then screaming and shaking a lot. They. Just before Currie, Grey loses the boulevard center divider.I crossed Currie and continued to George and the Union Co Cafe. George has the bus but I’m stubborn. I’d walked this far ... understand?The waitress at the Union was friendly. She couldn’t help but notice my seabag ... it was US Navy blue and as tall as I am. I slumped to a chair.“You’re new,” she wasn’t asking. She was telling.I nodded, and croaked out, “Coffee ... and whole wheat toast buttered, please and thank you.”“Seaman?” That. I thought about the scene I had walked in on and yeah, I guess it could have been Sue. Sue was transitioning from male to female and had a nice set of tits growing, due to the hormones. I knew Mark and Sue had played together as children being less than a year apart in age and next door neighbors.Tom my neighbor wasn’t happy at his son’s choices and had thrown him out a few times only to take him back a few days later when he calmed down. A couple of those times Sue had stayed with us, and I.