(S/he really gave everyone a "Thriller." Hir rendition of "Beat It " burned down the house.) Lucy May on the other hand had a whole Shirley Temple ...hing going on. Hir act finished with a rousing crowd pleasing version of "On the Good Ship Lollipop." But the things s/he did with hir giant lollipop were way too naughty for little Miss Temple.Meanwhile Debbie was absolutely clueless on what this was doing to horny bi sexual me. She may as well have brought me to a regular strip joint. It. “I know. I know.” Rosanna called as the door closed. “We meet again. Rosanna, was it?” Rosanna looked up to see Leander Collins standing there. He was holding a laptop computer under his arm. She always noticed anything having to do with her line of work. “Yes,” Rosanna said curtly. Sensing that the woman was not in the mood to talk, Leander did not proceed with the conversation. He would have to ask Casey what had transpired with her sexy, Latin friend. He was sure that she would be dying to. Over the last year or so, he had progressed from occasionally putting on his now estranged wife's underwear when she was not at home, to the stage that he was now at of going out fully dressed and made up as a woman. When dressed Anthony became Toni and, in part due to his build and bone structure, he became a very attractive female.In the early days, he would wank whilst wearing his wife's knickers but now he had become so adept at becoming 'she' that he would go to a club in a neighbouring. He had worked with Daddy for years. Homicide Captain Dave Jennings was one of the few local officials who willingly cooperated with the Feds. Daddy had told me, more than once, “The FBI is a resource, a useful tool. Fuck who gets the credit, solve the fucking case.”Morristown had personally, against regulations, gotten Daddy an FBI profile of a vicious sadist, Hugo Blenheim, a couple of years earlier. I had met Morristown a few times at my parents’ house, but he did the favor for Homicide.