In the morning I will meet with Colonel Martin and we will work out the details then I'm going home. We will have to decide about furniture and where ...o put you." I said."Talk to the Colonel first," Osborn suggested."It's late, you should go to bed. I have been sleeping all day, I'm not tired," I suggested without being asked.After they all left, I started a fire in the big stone fireplace. It wasn't really cold just a little chilly. I sat by the fire with Dog. I wondered what the future would. Where could the transgendered freak have gone?His eyes fell on the stylized figure that represented a woman in a skirt, and he knew, as soon as he saw it, that his quarry had fled into the ladies' room. Of course! He told himself. There was nowhere else the freaky bitch could have hidden in so short a time!Now that he'd located his intended victim's hiding place, another problem presented itself. He couldn't very well enter the ladies' restroom. There were some places that were off-limits even. Besides all that, I think you were really scared last night and just needed the comfort. ‘As for the tattoo, why should I care? That couldn’t make less difference.’ She looked at me like she wanted to, but couldn’t, believe me. ‘Are you really that concerned about the tattoo?’ She nodded. ‘Do you trust me?’ A long pause, then another nod, this time with tears. I continued, ‘Then show it to me. I will tell you if I want to fire you over it, but I generally like tattoos and you are the best thing. He absently pressed the heel of his hand to his crotch and realized that his cock was hard. Without thinking, he unbuckled his belt and unzipped himself, pushing his pants halfway down his thighs, and desperately grabbing his cock, stroking as if by instinct.His breathing ragged, he leaned against the window as Jimmy slowly straightened. The muscles corded and clenched under his tattooed skin as he lifted the boulder above his head and threw it to the side. In that final instant, as Jimmy stood.