I starting thinking that I could never become the true woman I longed to be all my life. I felt like I was a sham for what I was. I felt so screwed up... I even started questioning if I should go ahead with finding an apartment for us to share. The dark thoughts, that I thought I had shaken off when I was a teenager, started creeping back into my mind. I really felt, for the first time in a long time, how maybe life would be easier for me if I just gave in to society and be the male that I was. I released her from my arms and she was proceeding towards bed. I again hugged her from back. While doing so, I bent my knees in such a way that my dick could be placed in her ass crack.My both hands started squeezing her tits over her dress. As the windows did not have full curtain, she wanted to put off light so that it should not visible from outside. While doing so, I kept the toilet door slightly open and put the lights on so that we could see each other. I let her sit and sat next to her.. "I want to watch you come. Touch yourself." I was throbbing and very aroused. Still, I hadn't ever tried to make myself come while someone was watching. I looked at him and he lifted an eyebrow at me. I opened my legs and reached between them, never feeling so awkward. I was still wet from the sex and his ejaculation and my continuing arousal, so holding myself open was slippery business. I let my fingers play over me and closed my eyes. "Look at me, Nora," he said immediately. I did. He stood. "If it's at all possible, you can count on me getting it done sir." Replied Max.THURSDAY 4:30 P. MNSA Headquarters, K. E. O. T. C. sectionAs Col. Ret Miles Davidson glance through the data coming in from Chicago, a picture began to form. The FBI was still in 'keep-an-eye-out' mode, while HS had gone in fast and hard, got their bag limit, and got out again. Then something very curious happened. HS was going back in. The orders for this reverse fake were sitting on his desk and his only question.