When Helga asked why I had taken so long getting back to her, I told her of the ass-chewing I'd received from my partner concerning the conversation o... sex with her. She said that under those circumstances, she was okay with my not calling sooner. We both worked with our schedules and decided I would come to her house on Christmas Eve after her children were asleep.Christmas Eve rolled around, and I told my wife I planned to attend midnight Mass at Saint Michael's Catholic Church. I knew my. That afforded her an extra level of protection, seeing how criminal associates don't hit on each other’s girls. It’s right up there in the criminal's honor code, if there is such a thing. Our meeting with Victor Grekov was more of an exam than an interview. He wanted specific things from me, mainly intel from the police department. There were several killings under investigation he wanted closed. Being in homicide, I would prove useful by making them go away. We were prepared for that. " Who's me?" Brian," I said, sniffling. "I want to be Brian. I want to beBrian with Kenny. He makes me feel safe." How?" We were walking and he took my hand, and it felt right." Look, I want you to be in a happy, stable relationship. But youneed to figure everything out." There is nothing to figure out. I'm Brian. I'm a man. I don'twant to be a woman. I want to be with Kenny. 'Jessica' is aheadache. There is no one who will accept me as 'Jessica.'" If there was, would you keep doing this?" I. His hand rolled her other breast and roughly bounced it up and down.“Mr. Wilcox, it’s ... uh ... early in the morning!” she said plaintively.“I woke up with a hard-on!” he panted after pulling his mouth from her breast. “Icouldn’t think about nothin’ else but you!”He pulled Marcella’s robe open all the way down, and he stared at her auburn muff.Groaning again, he bowed his shaggy gray head, driving his face into the abundanthairy triangle at the base of her belly.Marcella thought about his.