I’ll bet you jaybird was an accomplished pick pocket as well as a child abuser. He stole the commissar’s phone somehow. Then JayBird wanted him to...ransom his phone maybe,” I suggested.“The commissioner panicked and killed him, just because JayBird saw the information,” Joan suggested. “But I can’t see the commissioner panicking.”“Nor can I, but he killed Jay in a rage. There was nothing surgical about the murder. It was just a rage killing, if I ever saw one.” I admitted.“Maybe the commish is a. “How’d you get out there? I’m on the fourth floor!”“Mon-day!” She said in her harsh voice as he closed the window and turned to her. She was right in front of him now, sniffing. She nibbled her lower lip, the universal sign of sexual excitement as she looked up at him.He looked at her. Bit of a butterface (“everything looks good but-her-face”), wearing that same ratty t-shirt and jeans from a few days ago. She was super slim, almost emaciated, which was a look he favored since he had lost his. .it had been solong since she had let me cum...Or maybe she was going to parade me down Main Street like thishumiliating me in front of the whole town. The idea was terrifying and, Ihate to admit it, an incredible turn-on!I made my way carefully down the stairs, taking extra care as I was stilla novice where heels were concerned; she called to me from the kitchen."I'm in here Sissy."As I entered she beamed at me, "Oh my goodness aren't you just thesexiest little thing. I bought some things for. You did a good job on her. Hernails are polished so nice, her purse is so cute and I love her littleearrings," Julie said.My sister said, "That was my mom and dad, they made her the sissy thatshe is today," she laughed.Julie said 'Aunt Janet, what did you do to keep her so well behaved, Imean she has hardly moved at all since I've seen her. I loved how shedid a curtsey when she saw me and mom."My mother said, "I just did what your uncle thought was necessary. Youknow how he can be very.