Despite these longings, a strict conforming to the norm was adhered to, and even though now living independently, a veil was cast over ‘Emma’; but...an inner yearning burned within and would ensure the release of that alter ego. That release would also be ironic, as it would lead to a life of submissive slavery. A pair of soft printed cotton panties, secreted away from the sister some years before, surfaced amongst other masculine underwear; the urge to put them on was just too great. The girly. The second applicant said that his last day was his worst. "I was on the roof of an apartment building working on the AC equipment. I stumbled over my tools and toppled off the building. I managed to grab onto the balcony rail of a 9th floor apartment but some idiot came rushing out on the balcony and bashed my hands with a flower pot. I fell but hit some awnings and bushes and survived, but as I looked up I saw a huge chest falling toward me. I tried to crawl out of the way but failed and was. .. ass!” cried Stacey“Ok, what was wrong with that?” asked DC Thorne coldly“I didn’t want it!” screamed Stacey“Right....!” said DC Thorne raising an eyebrow“After he fucked your ass, he let you go?” asked DC Davis“No, he left me there blindfolded and tied up!” explained Stacey“OK, so how did you get free?” asked DC Davis“I screamed for help and about 15mins later three men came” said Stacey“They freed you?” said DC Davis“No, they fucked me too!” said Stacey“Oh, so you were raped again?” said DC. ”Tiffany replied with a wicked grin. “Yeah, okay, Frida with the extra long legs, huh? Should be fun!” She then growled, “I bet Toshi squeals like a stuck pig!”During the past week, after Gilberto had tired of Toshi, Tiffany’s boyfriend Alfredo had taken Toshi for several nights, rutting on her passive body without mercy. He even cracked jokes about it, telling the other compadres in front of a silently fuming Tiffany how much he enjoyed eating sushi, or was it Toshi? The lewd remarks had.