.. Oh ... what have I done ... what did I not do..."She began to wail wordlessly, shoulders heaving as her breath came in great gasping gulps. Well, I...thought, nice to know that I'm a harbinger of hell – and that Patrice is the devil incarnate – but what the fuck did we do now? I was on the point of asking the W for some tranx when Patrice once again pre-empted me ... by throwing a glass of water directly into her face, pulling her round again and saying, none too kindly,"This isn't hell,. When I had first started my transition,I felt like I HAD to wear skirts or dresses to be seen as a woman, butnow I'm much more relaxed and know it isnt the clothes that make thedifference anyway.I had just put away the vacuum when the doorbell rang, sending my doginto a barking frenzy. She's a good puppy, but she thinks it's her job tomake sure we know when someone is at the door. I went to the door, andthere were a policeman and a policewoman there."Yes?" I asked."We're looking to speak to a. This is a cute little game but it can't last forever. Once you let me go you're not going to be able to sit down for a week.?She snarls at him for a second and lets go of the cock. Her face set in a little determined pout she shakes her head and leans down over him. All that red hair brushing his chest like little wisps of silk. She brushes those warm lips against his for a second then whispers ?No. See, you don't get to cum. Not at all. Not tonight. Let's see how you feel in the morning shall. He then said; “Miss Brown I can see from your note, from your eye doctor, you need to sit in the front row, to be able to see the chalkboard, Mr Garson would you please change seats with Miss Brown.”I had no idea what he was talking about, I haven’t been to the eye doctor! I went ahead and change seats anyway. Just then the door open, and the girl I saw in Mr Kenny’s office, Amanda walked in, and gave Mr Bell a note too. He read it, them told the class, “this is Miss Amanda Johnson, she’s new.