It only got memore annoyed. In the end, he walked away. No tip from this one. Though Iwasn't sure I wanted money from such a slimy bastard. I sighed a...d leanedback. I could have granted his wish. Quite easily. Put a small boat onhis keychain: wish fulfilled. Put a ship in a bottle on his chimney: wishfulfilled. Drop a whole frickin' yacht on his house: oh hell yeah wishfulfilled. But then again why entertain him. He was one of many withtheir selfish wishes. He wasn't the first and he won't be. She tried to scream, and as a reflex tried to kick me from behind, but Iwas having none of that tonight. I shoved her to the floor, laughing as she kicked and yelled.“Go ahead. Who's really going to hear? Who will care? You poor, poor thing...I bet you never thought this would happen to you.” No one ever does, you know.They all think crime happens to other girls, not themselves.“You'll go to jail!” She hissed through her teeth, the fight still in her eyes.“I doubt that, bitch. Who's going to. Do you think your ex would like that?"He grinned. "That'd be awesome." He reached forward and ran a finger between the lips of her pussy. "Can we fuck you now?" he asked as he knelt to join her. "I mean we don't have that much time on an hour and twenty minute flight." Of course we can," said Louisa Santini with a grin. "First things first though I need a photo of me sucking the cock of Bill here." Looking up she asked, "Would you like your face to appear in the photo or not? And would you like. Santone and the Gender Conversionauthorities knew who I had been. Still I wanted to get away fromSantone and everything that reminded me of my past.Hours later I was walking on the streets, looking for a place to workand sleep. I had already seen several job agencies, but every time theyasked for references or my past I had to tell I was a GenCon, which wasa sure way to get shown to the door, or to lie about it which was evenworse. I was getting frantic as I feared to be forced to sleep on.