Or should I say Man-Hating Domination. Whatever. Potato or potato, it doesn’t matter. What I fought for was simply the right thing. The rights of Fa...hers in Politically Correct American Courts. Yeah, all the danger zones. In my time, I feared no one. I did what I wanted. And I can honestly say that I had a blast. Now, I find myself facing the future. After four years of college, I finally earned myself a degree in Criminal Justice. What will I do with it? I could set a course for Law School.. She didn't explain how or why sheknew and Kevin didn't pick up on that. "I'm waiting outside right infront of the building at the side entrance. Come now." I think you should come up here. Did you bring clothes like I asked?" Well not exactly. But you should just come to me." I really can't." Do you know where you are in the building?" Mom was right," Kevin thought. "He wasn't sure where he was. It mightbe best to just make a break for it." In reality the last thing thatKevin wanted to. We have to withstand what we dish out." Mistress Nikita lifted my chin with the handle of her whip. She put her face next to mine as she hissed, “It’s very rude not to address me with the proper respect. Now, try again. If you don’t please me, I’ll ask Ophelia for permission to mark your back.” She tugged at my left nipple as she spoke. “I can take quite a bit of pain, Mistress Nikita.” She looked at Ophelia with a wicked grin and said, “This one is trouble. You have your work cut out for. Meanwhile, she was slowly stroking ky dick. She sometimes tried to push me away but I kept on kissing her nipples. And then:Me: Wait, even transgender people have boobs. You can’t prove your gender just with this.She: Then what am I supposed to do?Me: Show me your vagina.She: Are you crazy? No!Me: I showed you mine and you are even holding it now. It is not fair.She: But..Me: Rishitaa, you promised you will prove your gender.She: Ok. But don’t you tell this to anyone.Me: I won’t.She then slid.