?What?s the difference, then???A drag queen is a gay man who dresses in women?s clothing,? she replied. ?A transsexual is a person, male or female, wh... is trapped in the body of the opposite sex. Physically, I?m a man - except for my breasts - or in spite of my breasts - but, psychologically, I?m a woman.?Patrolman Rogers laughed again, more loudly. ?Maybe you?re just fucking nuts,? he challenged her.?Am I under arrest??The patrolman gave her a measured, appraising look. Maybe this bitch had. " Ryan? " I mused. "Ryan Williamson ... the Bearcats. You're my age, aren't you?" I graduated last spring too," Ryan replied. "I assume that makes us about the same age." Did the Broncos send a player to pick me up?" No, I'm an intern now," Ryan explained. "I signed with them as an undrafted free agent last spring. I made it through training camp until the final cut downs at the end of August. They let me go. I tried to hook up with another NFL team and then tried the CFL. No luck. I decided it. I could see her asshole stretched with the head of my cock clear as day, her pussy actually gaping open slightly at the same time.I felt her anus loosen and three inches slid in. She gasped, then grunted loudly and began to slowly lift up and down letting the three inches slide in and out, in and out. She was like a wasp stinging its prey with that movement. Yet, I had the stinger. The whole inverted scene spun crazily in my head.She shifted to a gyrating motion with her hips. I could see the. A leash I could use to keep her from running.So much ran through my mind. Too much. I was still hovering over my daughter staring at her. Increasing resistance and shame came back to me; it showed in my face.“Please daddy, I want this soo bad; hurry.”The fear in her voice broke any hope she had. She probably held the fear from thinking I would reject her; I though took it as a fear that I would actually take her. She was in her most vulnerable state of living. I was leaving and she would do.