" She sighed and picked up her fork. She muttered under her breath, "And I'm getting to be one of 'em."I watched her eat for moment. I asked, "Why are...you so crabby tonight?"She chewed, and then used her knife and fork to cut her meat into little chunks. "This wonderful career of mine is making me old too fast. Much too fast." She sliced and sliced and said, "We don't have much time, Steven."I glanced at my watch. "We have over an hour."She said quietly, "I was taking about Memphis. There are. There were counters indicating when they would be ready, but one said four hours or so and the second said nearly ninety minutes. but it wasn't like the other women weren't hot so i moved on.I settled on Brittanie, a waif, girl like women who's profile said 23 but could easily pass for younger. She was white; like she never got sun, with sandy brown hair and eyes the color of the mud you played with as a c***d. She was wide mouthed with thin, lush lips and tits no bigger than my hands. She also. You had to shoot her."Darcy nodded her head, "I know. I just thought when I left Iraq that I had left killing behind. I am the only deputy that has killed someone in the line of duty in this county in fifty years."Scott stopped beside the trailer, "Finish your talk girls, I am going to unhook this trailer." Scott got out of the truck, unhooked the latch on the gooseneck and jacked the trailer up. He was about to get in and move the pickup when he heard Angie and Darcy get out of the truck.Angie. If only he wasn?t wearing that damn chastity device! He felt herhands begin massaging his backside. He closed his eyes and gave intothe wonderful sensations.After a minute, he felt her finger begin to linger closer and closeraround his tiny asshole. The very spot that now seemed to hold most ofhis sexual feelings. Why? It was another question he had no answer to.Because he was a sissy? Was there some physical reason for it justbecause he was a sissy? Again, no answer. But he thrilled.