’ He opened a drawer in his desk. He pulled out a chinking purse and threw it at me. ‘That should buy some presents for the family. Don’t spend ...t all on them. You are only just twenty-one, aren’t you? Use some to get experience while you are there. Come back on Friday week.’ He winked at me. What could he mean? ‘Thank you, sir.’ I saluted and left his office. I left hurriedly before he could change his mind. Leave and money were to be used as soon as possible. Within the hour I had bought. Once every three months we would return to Space Police HQ for supplies and other changes including picking up probationary officers. On this occasion however Bob was arriving for the last time. He was retiring and I was to be supplied with a new partner. ‘Well Bob, it’s been a blast.’ I held out my hand and he shook it. ‘You’ve come on a lot since they foisted you on me Dave.’ He grinned. ‘Finally I feel that I can leave you to it, and retire.’ ‘You deserve a rest, now get going before they. Lovely Stephanie had shrieked her way through the exploration of private portions of her glorious anatomy by his cracking, snapping, biting bullwhip, her long legs scissoring wildly as she jerked and twitched in mid-air, trying frantically to avoid the burning licks of his braided whip, but in reality just exposing different parts of her deeply vulnerable body to its brutal caress. Time and again, angry red welts blossomed into burning life on her sensitive lily white flesh, from the cringing. She knew something was up and asked me why I was acting strange. I told her I had something important to tell her. We sat down and I began to explain my secret lifestyle that couldn't b r kept a secret any longer. I said that from a young age I've spend most of my evenings wearing woman's clothes. She thought it was a crap joke but when I didn't laugh at all she realised I was being serious. I told her for almost 6 years I'd been pretending it was a weird fetish id developed from playing dress .