Thinking she had been naked upuntil now and seeing the selection, she decided not to change that asshe closed the wardrobe and headed for the bedside ...able. Opening it shefound a selection of sex toys, she sifted through them none looking likethey would make any sort of weapon. As she looked she thought how apartfrom the rape she hadn't really examined that part of her new body yet,so she grabbed the biggest vibrator in there and decided to do someexploring. Laying on the bed she turned it on. Let's go shower and you can wash me." She did an excellent job, leaving me half hard again. We got ready and went to our respective places of work.I had just gotten to work when I got a phone call. "I'll be going out tonight, sir," Becky told me, and I could hear the smile on her face."Describe what happened," I instructed her."I was at my desk, sir," Becky started, "when I saw Rachel come in. She moved quickly through the outer office and stormed into mine. She came right up to me, sir,. He looked at me with a very determined look on his face. “I think Wyatt Monty sent this music to one of his older brothers. I don’t know if it is Walter, Weston, or Woody, but he is located in Los Angeles near LAX.”“And where is Wyatt?” I asked.“Davenport, Iowa,” Boris answered. He held up both hands palms toward me and said firmly, “Don’t ask. I have no idea what a man like this is doing in Iowa.” He started to say something else, but instead slumped slowly forward, falling out of his chair.I. " Have you ever looked at a girl or woman dressed in pants and flats andthought if you were her you would be dressed in a pretty dress, heels andmake up?" Every day of my life." I confessed."Do you have to imagine yourself in the passive role in order to performas a man during sex?"Oh my God! This guy was inside my head! I had never divulged that littlenugget to anyone. I looked down as I quietly affirmed."Have you ever Tracy, wished out loud that you were a woman?"Again I sheepishly.