“Ladies and gentlemen of the jury have you reached a verdict?” he spoke aloud through his bushy white beard addressing the court room and jury for...man.“We have your honor,” a red haired man confirmed shifting uneasily in a tight brown suit and sneaking a glance at Jessica sat numb in her chair.“And have you reached a unanimous decision?” The judge confirmed, a sneaky smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.“Ahem....Yes, your honor,” the juror said nodding his head in agreement with the rest. And the television was off. “I’m going out tonight,” she muttered. “pallvi and I am gong to the bar.”“So you’ll be soused elsewhere tonight,” I mumbled. “At least you’re making some progress.”She left at about six, and I decided to take a nap. When I woke up, I heard muffled sounds. I moved around in my bed thinking that they were mental until they got clearer. Soon I realized what they were – they were moans. I was hearing Season moaning as she fucked Ravi. She was a great screamer, and the. I was on the Westway now and had come to accept that anyone who saw mewould think that I was a sexy woman rather than a crossdressed man.I even thought of pouting at the builder crossing the road as I reachedthe lights at Old Oak Road, but thought better of it as I saw him staringat me and checked that the doors had not somehow opened as I drove overthe Westway.I felt vulnerable then, but it was not the vulnerability of a man dressedin women's clothes that I had felt earlier as I had now come. The side boob view is spectacular. The ass is barely contained!She comes over to the couch and kind of half sits/half kneels next to me. Her large breast is on my upper arm. As she reaches over to my pants she whispers in my ear "let's see what you have here". A light little rub on the fabric. I begin to stir and I realize that I'm much hornier than I imagined. She unzips me. But I'm wearing spandex shorts-style underwear. So she fumbles with my belt and button. I lift my hips a little and she.