One night, the kids were getting back to their house. It was a series of byes and goodbyes. It was getting a little dark and there were no street ligh...s. This man, came right up to me and threw his arms over me, turned me around with his mouth next to my ear and whispered goodnight. I stood right there mummified and he walked away. Next day onwards, our doctor games were a little different. I would lie down and he would run his hands all over my boobs and my pussy.Nothing more happened for many. ’ Ben gave a frustrated groan. ‘Shit, I haven’t bought her anything. I forgot.’ ‘I didn’t.’ Emily grinned. ‘I got her presents at the mall. The new mystery book in that series she reads and a necklace I thought she’d like. I bought a card, you can sign it. The presents are wrapped. And I picked up some cookies to take to the party.’ She showed him the earrings. ‘These, too. I splurged.’ ‘They’re great. I’ll buy you a dozen more pairs. Did I mention how you were a goddess?’ Ben stared at her.. If she started wearing women’s clothing, although she would be safe from deadly mobs as long as she comported herself modestly, she would be unable to sell any loot. She could buy, but would have to have money, confined to steal only cash.Her body was betraying her, forcing her to become a woman, and to be vulnerable to men. Most likely a pimp would catch her and turn her out, first selling her virginity, then using her as bait in a honey-trap, then prostituting her until she was used up and. Well, the Maasi and occasional safari are the only human activity that takes place there. The Maasi don’t pose a problem; they don’t hunt for food, and they live off their cattle. The safaris may create a problem. So I would give permits to only professional hunters that we know and approve of. They would have a strict quota of the numbers of animals they could hunt on any safari. Their customers are normally only after the big four, Elephant, Rhino, Lion and Buffalo. Any safari crossing over.