How can that stickboy not get it up?! She always dolled herself up in makeup despite the fact she almost never left the apartment. The bitch is obviou...ly asking for it; I noticed she made eyes at me as I went for a piss, making an effort to move her ass an extra round as she walked away; she knows what she's got. One day, I decided to execute my plan to give her what she wants; I stalked her in the morning as she saw stickboy off; heading back to her partition, I made an effort to walk past. I got back up onto the stool and left them on the floor and as he bent down slowly to retrieve them I spread my thighs to reveal my swollen wet cunt and drew his face into my crotch, feeling his hot breath and rasping tongue as he raked between my labia and poked at my yielding hole, causing me to gasp out loud and shudder.We were perfectly alone at this end as I sat receiving my very public fellatio, with one exception, the bar maid, she knew he was down there between my thighs and kept. I obediently answered, "Yes Mistress. Please transform me into a slut." Mistress Sarah walked behind me and rubbed her hand over my round ass. "Mmm. So nice to hear you say that Evie. You've come a long way, haven't you? You want it don't you pretty? You've learned how it exciting it is to be a sissy, haven't you?" "Yes Mistress," I replied, with total surrender. Mistress Sarah's pussy tingled and dampened at my admission. She was thrilled to know that she had conquered the 'man' inside me.. He knew plenty about the rest of it.Allie and I were still hard at work when the newsroom began to empty out for the weekend. Finally, she pulled her chair over to my cubicle."How are you?" she asked.I looked down at the notes I had finished taking after another series of phone calls."Shawn Michaels and Elizabeth Day were on a flight from Houston, Texas to Miami, Florida on the same day that Pete got back here," I told her. "They both flew from Miami to Charleston the following Saturday, when.