What do you mean? " Alana asked. "What have you done?" "Let's just say, we've given you a few enhancements that will make you more useful. Greg was te...ling us how much he needed a new assistant and we thought you might be able to help out. Especially after this morning." I won't let you do it... urrgghh." Alana struggled some more before stopping to listen to the voices in her head.They were getting stronger and stronger. Her voice remained feminine thoughts were going through her head about. My girlfriendin the accident with me was going to help me. In fact she was nowtaking over the company and had full power of attorney over all myaffairs. I was not only going to transition but would become mygirlfriend's new secretary after my training.When I was asked, 'why', I was told to say that I didn't want thebother of running the company as I went through this transition.Hopefully this having to give up my big BMW, the other status symbolsand being just a working everyday girl would make. Now Alex is fully burying his nose into the thick moist bushyness of my pits, inhaling them more deeply now, and grabbing his junk, giving it a hard squeeze. After a couple of minutes, he begins to softly lick the sweat from each of them. I just smile, then finally ask, “So what do you want”?Looking me steely in the eyes, Alex softly responds, “Fuck me like a punk in jail, Matthew. And no talking---and no mercy”.My dick literally jumped at the words, and in the three seconds it took to shuck my. This was it, there was no more hidingin the bathroom from his choice.It wasn't easy walking in these ridiculous shoes, as he stepped out ofthe bathroom. Even the women Jim knew wouldn't wear shoes like these andyet here he was wearing them, teetering down the hallway to find thatWayne was no longer in the living room or the kitchen of their twobedroom apartment. Jim was aware of the clack clack sound those shoesmade on the hard linoleum floor as he backtracked to Wayne's bedroom.Obviously.