Couldn't the police identify criminals from their handwriting? Who was she k**ding? There was no way she was going to the police or anybody with her s...ory. It was inconceivable that she would confess to being a transvestite and even more inconceivable that she would admit to what had been done to her by this monster. Besides the authorities would probably think she was a freak and got only what she deserved. Michele fetched the blond bob from its wig-stand and placed it on the dresser and. He muttered to the others, “I have to go serve breakfast. You guys can stay and make love to each other again, but last call will be about ten o’clock if you want to eat.”Alice grinned up at him, “I want to eat ... Cindy’s drippy pussy again.”Cricket giggled, “Oh, me too. How nourishing.”He left for the showers, and shortly was at his workstation making omelets by request as other members of the Circle showed up.He was not surprised when Ginny Fuller, Nora DeVille, Carol Turner, and Leann. "All clear on the road coming in." I relay to him.As I look around, I see that everyone who is still standing has come over to Holiday and me. I hang my head as I turn to face them, the guilt I feel overwhelming me. How could I have missed this. I should have known it was going to happen."I got here as fast as I could." I shake my head in shame. "I hate it when things like this happen." I snarl at the ground."If you had not insisted on driving everyone tonight, it could have been worse, more. Even after the long period of sharing the bed, they had “accidently” coupled in a way that protected their sense of guilt.There was the time when the soldiers came and they both hid in the root cellar with Hans on top of Greta under the apples stacked on top of them both. His long shaft was buried deep into her cleft and she realized the tip was knocking on the door of her rear portal as the sound of the soldier’s boots over their heads made her rigid in fear. Her sense of fear and the thrill.