That tiny mask she was wearing had transformed Sara into a public flasher and it was very erotic. Many times, she was groped and fondled as we made ou... way through the revelers. She didn’t mind at all, apparently, as she really got into the Mardi Gras mood, earning her beads.Eventually we found ourselves back under the balcony where she had first flashed her breasts to the college guys. Since all she was now wearing was the mini-skirt, she had nothing else to flash the boys. They were begging. I knewthat I would become the Met?s cover girl for transgender matters. Could Ihandle that? What policing would I be able to do?On balance, I decided that, if I did transition, I wanted to continue inthe police. I resolved to discuss the issue with people I trusted in thejob.26th JuneMary was an angel, she had arranged a consultation with anendocrinologist for the Monday afternoon. I was given a thoroughexamination and vast quantities of blood were taken. I was able to giveher the name of my. Then, she went on to his belt, saying, "Let's get you nice and naked so I can see the father of my wonderful neighbor," and soon he was standing there in his shoes and socks with her kneeling on the floor with his cock in her mouth, her eyes looking up, sucking him so delightfully."Mmm, you are good, Lindsey, so good," he moaned and she sucked him a minute longer, then let his wet cock fall from her mouth as she untied each shoe and pulled it off along with his socks.Standing up, she told him,. The fresh burns running their length caused him to cry out in pain, and he dropped her back into the bed still asleep. He tried in vain to shake her gently awake, but he couldn't rouse her from her slumber. He tried again, more forcefully this time, but still he couldn't get her to stir. His knees went out from beneath him, and he sank to the floor. Latin his head on her lap, he began to sob gently. The tears fell from his eyes, cleaning small patches of soot from his cheeks as they rolled down.