...... want.... to... be a girl too," he replied nervously. "Iwas scared that you would laugh at me if I told you."John looked at Michael and thought ...ard. He hadn't been expecting thisand the shock on his face was plain to see."You sure about this?" he asked. "Because if you are, I promise I willnever laugh." I am. I really do want to be a girl," said Michael, his voice low."Please forgive me, I've been such an idiot." You can be a girl if you want," said John. "And you're no idiot," Hetook. "Then she looked at me intensively."Knowing that there is a fourth guy who paid those three morons for beating you, and he also made sure that they got high before doing it. I believe he is now in intensive care and will probably not make it, or if he does he'll be a vegetable for a rest of his life. Do you have any idea why he would have liked to do that?"Now I was awake. I looked at her. She was professional-looking, even attractive when she laughed. That dirty blonde color seemed genuine. No. " I looked at all of the attackers, and damned if I did not recognize one of them as being a bodyguard for the head tax collector for the county. The very man I had visited back last fall. He was the one I had shot in the kidney, and he was obviously in considerable pain."Mister, please do me a favor and put a bullet into my head. This pain is more than I can stand, and I know that I am a dead man from this wound." Okay, I will do that, but answer some questions first. Do you work for the head. . and the real kick, as far as he was concerned, lay in proving to her that she was just another cunt with no control over her body's lewd desires."Don't get all upset, Sandi," he whispered to the quivering young bride. "I'm here to take care of you, and I'll fix you up so that you don't have any nightmares."As he spoke, he continued his subtle massaging of her shaking flesh, pressing into her smooth, pliant skin with his fingertips and then stroking its silk-textured surface, moving higher and.