"Before someone does break a nail!" What exactly is happening here?" said Dan, grabbing both sides of hisface."Sorry, dad," said Charlie, walking over...to Taylor and taking his hand,looking out it. "Your nails are fine sis, and what Aunt Maryanne thoughtyou'd deal with it better this way." Deal with my boys as girls?" asked Dan, holding his chest."But you're a girl now, dad?" Taylor said."Well yeah but..." said Dan. "Not really? I mean yes and no?" No kidding," laughed Taylor. "It is confusing,. We’ll see you in the morning.” We turned away and walked toward the door, but all of us could clearly hear the sergeant when he said, “Holy Shit!”Our next stop was the shop that provided the uniforms. After explaining who we were the owner tried to show us the same brown uniforms that the police had worn for years. I asked if he had any white shirts and navy pants. He did and told us he could sew on the required American Flag and name and rank by close of business. We signed the voucher. The extent and intensity of her reaction surprised her;she had not supposed that it would be very exciting to fuck anotherwoman with an artificial prick, not matter how large and grotesquelooking it might be. Eileen was discovering that it could be excitingand fulfilling to administer sexual pleasure to another woman as toreceive it from a member of the opposite sex."Unnngghh!" Doreen groaned, tossing her hips about madly and bumping herpussy against the base of the rubber prick with mad,. Lilting and full of fire. “It's made me wonder just how good you are. Do these college coeds know what they're talking about? How do you stack up against a mature futa?”Her thumb rubbed the crown of my dick.“Care to... demonstrate for your coach,” she purred. “Your skills.”I had a girlfriend. A clingy, suspicious girlfriend. If she found out about this and... How? Her spies weren't here. I was alone. Free. My smile grew. It was against the rules, but who cared? I had noticed her. She was a sexy.