“The wife will be nervous on two counts,” he had said. “Nervous of her husband’s reaction to her being fucked and nervous of the ‘Bull’. S...e won’t be used to handling cock of that size and as much as it thrilled her it would also frighten her. Take your time and take her when she’s alone.” I wondered if that was his game. Take her slowly and take her alone. Abe brushed passed me again as he reached for her panties. It was the final piece of underwear. Trish stood, rested her hand on his. They don’t call you the Singing Angel just because of your lovely voice, Jessie. The ‘angel’ bit is added because you ARE an angel - a drop dead, gorgeous, blonde angel. All the girls know it and all the boys MOST DEFINITELY know it too - based on what I have heard!”Jessie just laughed and blushed a little bit again but carried on walking without making further comment.What neither girl had seen though was the last sentence printed right at the bottom of that flyer in small black italicised. " And Laura is the child who's transgendered, right?" the interviewerasked."Yep," Michelle replied. "I think I always knew from an early age thatthere was something 'different' about her. She always seemed morecomfortable when she was around girls, she found 'traditionally male'activities like football- well, not just unappealing, she outrighthated it. At first I thought it was a way of rebelling against herbrother, who is every bit a 'man's man' and did everything he could toensure that Laura. It's been a long trip," I said, answering him as fully as possible, without giving away everything.Three hours later they cleared my ship, and I was told to make my final approach to the orbital station. As the Misty approached, I could see the station docks were practically full.The really large freighters were in orbit, as were the huge warships that were in port. Smaller ships like mine were given dock assignments. We were docked and entering the station proper, only an hour after customs.