But then I asked myself the question the officer had asked me that I struggled to answer, “Did Scott arrange for me to meet with the coach?” The ...nswer to that one I knew was a definite, “Yes.” Were the two questions somehow related? Would Scott have somehow arranged for Elizabeth to be assaulted? I felt myself shiver. I was terrified at the possible other answer to that question. I stayed up till I was exhausted and absolutely needed to go to sleep. I made it through the night either. I think she secretly wished that I had been born a girl, and at the time I remember her looking in girls clothes shops and saying 'Wouldn't that look lovely on you, and sighing to herself."But I was no sissy and although I was small for my age. I soon discovered that nature had endowed me with a cock that was rather out of proportion. The fact that we had to change in the school dressing room after sports brought my freaky cock to general notice. In fact many boys started referring to me as. I knew I had to try and get more money so felt I had no option. And I admit by then, I was pretty much in a slut staight to mind!My heels tip tapped and crunched as I walked up the side of the first lorry. The lights were off in the cab and the curtains drawn. I carried on, slipping down the side of the big trailer. The next three lorries were all dark. I guessed they're already been satisfied by me already!The next looked more promising! The driver was sat in the passenger seat, smoking out of. ”“I just want you to be proud of me.”“Oh I’m proud of you all right, immensely proud of you, when I was released this morning, I had the clothes I stood up in, a spare bra, a spare pair of knickers, two pairs of tights and a spare pair of shoes, oh and a travel warrant to get here. Now look, I’ve got God knows how much money in my purse, two wardrobes full of new clothes and a crazy little puppy who’s just crapped on the floor, OSCAR.”Poor Oscar jumped a mile at her shout and immediately tried.