“Who is this? How can I help you?” May as well be polite to the jealous bitch.The tinny voice in the intercom says: “My name is Evie Burgess...” Oh shit, says the voice in my head. It is a wife. She does not sound hostile, but still I hesitate. “From over the road,” she says. “I would really like to have a word with you. We can talk down here if you don’t want me to come upstairs.”She doesn’t sound at all threatening, so after a moment I press the button and tell her to come. I’m sure that I looked ridiculous as a boy prancing around in short pants and spike heels but I had come to love every minute of it. My new friends accepted my idiosyncrasies and me so what did I care. Besides, the heels did wonders for my legs. I was proud of them and hoped to show them peeking out from under a skirt someday. Even with things the way they were I frequently got whistles and catcalls of approval. By now I knew why some boys and men found me attractive. As my friendship developed. The stirring sensed as they came into orbit of the strange barren world made him hurry. When the shuttle landed Demus headed immediately to a small metal structure that contained a hidden lift to the lab far below.Talas barely keeping up with Demus was surprised by the level of secrecy. Whatever lay below was very important to his master, that much was clear.Entering the lift they stood inside as the enclosed lift zoomed down to the lab. He could sense his master's growing impatience.The last. Her breasts were enormous! She leaned down and held out my diary. I snatched it away from her. I was trying to show her I was angry, but the combination of snatching the diary and trying to stand, thrust me right up in front of her gigantic swell. Her t-shirt stretched across her breasts like a sail pulled taught in a storm. Right in between her massive melons, was the cutest little logo I've ever seen. It read, “Carolina Rollergirls” with this amazing little skull in the middle wearing a.