If the Mayfield boy was released – either with charges dropped or after bond was set – Bryant knew the kid would disappear. He held no illusions t...at Mayfield would change his behavior. More women would find themselves in peril, maybe in a foreign country or maybe right back home in Gallia County (where it appeared that the Mayfield family was protected by those whose palms they greased).Bryant needed a shower and to change his clothes. His grooming had been a lax since he began his. She was a real fashionista back in the 1950s to 1970s, always very elegant and very sexy.The inevitable happened and one day my sister caught me. I was wearing some of Mother's clothes, with a lovely slim fitting skirt pulled up above her panties and stockings and my cock so hard in my hand, midway through a delicious wank.My sister didn't say a thing, simply walked out for a few minutes, came back with some tissues and told me n ot to stain the skirt.I'll tell what happened next another time. He will be conflicted, uneasy with our activities. I can't explain how, but you're the only one like him we've ever seen. Help him to see the good side of all this. If you help me with this, I promise you'll be rewarded."The look in her eyes had convinced him she was telling him the truth. A small part of him was concerned, any organization with the kind of abilities these people displayed deserved a healthy dose of fear. The rest of him said, "fuck it!" This was fun; he was in better physical. I stood at the elevator waiting of the carriage to descend, he walked to his office slowly."You know I am nearly certain that I have met you before?" He called back over his shoulder. "I remember Figaro bringing in two young guys to the station one night. You were one, I am sure of it, I just cannot think of the other guys name, Charlie? or something ...Channing! That was it."My stomach did a flip, I kept pressing the button, willing the fucking elevator to come."If you ever need to talk I live.