. yes I am. Who are you?”Whoever was on the other end ignored the question. “You are Dr. Paul Williams, CAP score 6.8 with a registered pre-pack c...mprising yourself as sponsor, Yvonne Williams and Claire Sharp as concubines plus three dependents?”“Yes, that’s me. Who are you.”Again the voice ignored his question. “Claire Sharp and her daughter Rebecca are within the exclusion field. Do you wish to join them?”“I would love to, but I’m outside the barrier so I can’t,” Paul explained.“You will be. “Figures.” I thought to myself as I ran my Fuck-Me red lipstick along my lips, “I get pretty good at doing my make-up in a decent amount of time and I won’t be a girl much longer.” I dwelled on that fact a little longer than I probably should have. It wasn’t often that I thought about no longer being Emily or about my life as a male in general. The reality of it hit me pretty hard as I sat there and I almost started to tear up. That sense of melancholy only lasted a few minutes. It’s almost. He let his fingers gently caress the outside of her slit which was already well wet. Using two of his fingers he spread her distant lips apart, searching for and discovering her button of joy which he began to brush to and fro with one finger, as the other probed more deeply within. She began to sway, groan and buckle in his grasp. Finally she could take no more and suddenly pulled away and turned around, dropping to her knees before him, rapidly undoing the front button and zipper of. She checked out before him - he saw her leaving the store as he exited the checkouts. He caught up with her in the car park, finding that he was parked in the row behind her.She had just closed her drivers door when he started to load up his car boot with his purchases.“Bang”.Grant spun around to find the source of the noise, finding a cloud of smoke coming from under the bonnet of her car. He grabbed the fire extinguisher that he kept in his car and rushed over to her car, finding that a small.