Jennifer started out shy and timid – uncertain of herself and how others saw her. Not quite sure she was attractive or desirable. She began life wit... a pink and white wardrobe and long skirts which suggested virginal purity but did not truly reflect who she was.The first boyfriends and lovers helped end that phase. I still recall those who first flirted with me and treated me as a woman, even though they knew I was a special kind of gurl. The fact that I was different and exotic made me more. She was engrossed in what she was doing which I didn’t mind as I was very keen to get on the PC and start my search for men that liked special girls like me. I used the internet at work and had made a few tentative searches for possible sites to visit. I entered in a couple of the addresses but was taken to pay-sites which I didn’t want. I then found a link for a programme called Mirc and a chat room address for TV’s and TS’s. Shaking like a leaf, I downloaded the programme and after a few. His head was less than 3 inches from her face and it looked like he was just about to kiss her when Jessica walked up. Using a move I had seen her do in Dark Angel, she grabbed Ken by the shoulders and slammed him up against the wall. For a smaller woman, she was quite strong. I was across the room but I could tell from her voice and body language that she was giving him a major bitch session. His face seemed to be apathetic, often not even looking at her when she was talking. She finished and. I’m not a big people fan, which is why I got into my current profession to begin with. I thought that I could go endlessly without feeling any guilt or pain, I was wrong, and by being wrong I started down the path that would sooner or later lead to my destruction. The first time I had killed someone for money I had felt nothing. No small twinge of guilt as I saw the life drain out of his eyes. No thoughts of whether or not the mark had family, friends that would miss him. Nothing. To me he had.