“Lord Sir, it isn’t that we do not like it, we weren’t asked nor told why. Since you are considering bonding to me, I will submit to any of thes... tests. I know that you won’t do this to harm me.” Bee said a sweet smile on her face.“I need Johnathon to take a sample to test, I want to make sure you are as well as you appear. Plus, you are not the same race that I am, we might have pathogens that the other cannot resist.” Hartwell said.Bee considered all that Hartwell said, Most of what he said,. Taking in all that I saw with the interest of a child in a candy store, I made my way to the powder room. Much do my chagrin, I saw a candle lit in here smelling of pine, it was clean and neat and not at all like I thought a bachelor pad would be. When I made my way back out to the living room he was sitting in a rocking chair in front of the fireplace and had set a small table up there with grapes and crackers and sausage and cheese. The wine bottle was in a chiller and another rocker was. He slowly opened it and pulled out the bottles of pills. "Hormones?" he said. I nodded and explained that after checking with the DMV, that I needed to be under both a medical doctors and a psychiatrists care before I could obtain a new drivers license. "So I went to our doctor and basically said I couldn't pretend to be a man anymore and asked for help, I have my first psychiatrists appointment next Monday and I had the first of my hormones injected this afternoon, and that's why I was. I took the security guards balls in my left hand and squeezed gently while sucking him just a little harder knowing that he liked me to 'pretend' that I was enjoying the blowjob. Then satisfied that Clyde was enjoying himself I thought back to my co-workers and immediate bosses and how they thought they were so smart in 'tricking' me into being their sex toy. If only they knew."YEAH! Cum suckin' whore," came Clyde's loud gravely voice bringing me back to the present. "Now open wide there's a.