Her book was open, and so were her thighs, the sound proof room masking her screams, moans, and sighs of ecstasy. Lynn was glad she was in the process...of locking down the library and that she and Natalie were the only two in there, she took the time to hide in the stacks to where she could still see her nubile neighbor furiously fucking herself with some kind of toy. Lynn’s skirt went up, her knickers down, and her hands were vigorously working her mammoth clit and bringing fresh pussy juice. I had discovered some sites that were about tv/ts/tg.It wasn't really so much the porn sites that interested me although Ido admit to looking and getting a little excited. What was strange isthat what made me excited was imagining I was one of the "girls". Ialso was doing a lot of research because all my life I had been tryingto be someone I was not and I was beginning to think that I was findingsome answers. I had brought my supply of Debbie's panties and wasalmost never wearing male underwear. It sure as hell didn't bother me, and the way she smiled at me, it didn't bother her either. We walked to the elevator making small talk. I always ask the women who answer my ads why they do. Lauren answered honestly, "This isn't something I'm going to make a habit of, and you sounded like fun ... and kind of sweet. And I've never been with a white man before ... and definitely not your age!" Lauren was Black, and her skin was the color of rich hot chocolate. Being from Chicago, Lauren wasn't. ’ I replied. ‘We’re down to our last play on this one.’ ‘I’ll run with the ball from here.’ my wife said. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Just before noon, still Thursday, November 12th, Chief Sean Moynahan ‘invited’ me, Captain Ross, and Lieutenants Tanya Perlman and Teresa Croyle into the Chief’s Conference Room for a meeting. The Chief was at the end of the table near the door, with me to his left (facing the door) and Tanya to my left. Across from me was Cindy, with Teresa to her right..