I hung up and went into the office to see Wilson. "So Willie, how many did the bastard pickup at Marshal's," I asked."Apparently he doesn't repeat tha... often. The only other one I found from Marshal's was three year before. The guy had hair in that one. The victim did say he was big though. Hell that was all she could remember. He was a big man," he said."So, you mean tall and strong large or... ?" I left it open."It was the or something else," Wilson admitted."Did anyone else mention that," I. " The journalist is more concernedwith being outed than in surviving the leap, thinking, as she jumps, "Ihave to risk jumping! God, I hope nobody recognizes me!"The second issue divulges the journalist's secret identity: "A closettransvestite, Mark Preston is the. . . Fashion Reporter." This issue'scover story is "Murder on the Runway," the plot of which has Mark dress"as a model to solve a mystery." (Wait! Is this Fashion Reporter orUndercover Crossdressers?)The third issue presents Mark. “I don’t like being bound or abused,” she told him.“They’re for me,” the man smiled. “Through that door is a closet. You’ll find leather and tools.”“What are you waiting for? Get naked!”“Yes Mistress.”“Bathroom?”“Door on the other side.”She relieved herself, removed her disguise and showered, taking her time. When she emerged, she scowled at the man. He wore a hood with a zippered mouth, and a tight corset and leggings. “I said naked, slave!” she growled.“Call me Krissy,” he whimpered.“I’ll. She even got to the point where she wanted to lactate again and amazingly enough she was able to accomplish that.That was sexy as hell when I bound her tits tight and she ooze milk all day. I could get a nice taste at any time. So my time to fantasize and asked her to fuck some friends of mine. Oddly enough her first question was how many. I told her 4 or 5 would be plenty. She asked when they could come over. They? I asked with a confused look on my face. She said I want them all at once..