To stumble into the shower andmix her tears with the water falling on her head.When she finally left the shower she found swollen and puffy eyes stari...gback from her mirror. She wanted this. To see her female reflection forthe rest of her life. So absorbed in her wish that she hadn't seen theprice she had to pay. Her other self was now Sean. Forever. Outside ofher reach for eternity.She dragged herself out of the bathroom and was startled. Only onedresser. The one with her girly clothes. The. "You should see your face right now." She whispered, trying to hold in laughter.Done resting, she slipped her mouth once again over my head and pushed more and more of my cock into her wet, warm mouth until she had to move her hand off the base to get more in. She managed to get six inches in her mouth, with about an inch or two popping the entrance of her throat open and making her gag slightly, but try as she might, she couldn't get the last two inches in. Seeing her struggles, I looked. “Look kid, I know you had a hard time and are working to turn it around, but this is the wrong way to do it. Imagine how a woman who had the crap beat out of her recently would feel, if she knew a violent felon was guarding in her kids day care?” I asked.“I’m not like that any more,” he said.“I know it’s like me. I’m not drinking any more, but I’m still an alcoholic. I work through it everyday. If it was just me I’d give you a shot. I could never get the Sheriff to sign off on it,” I admitted.. I thought your sword had dulled, but I see your wits have dulled as well. Akamatsu my dog? What use could I have for a such a weakling? We, who fought Hitokiri Battousai the most often, knew his strength most deeply. But now Akamatsu gave you trouble. The vagabond who does not kill has made you weak.Kaoru: Kenshin... Yahiko:... weak?Kenshin: Saitou. It doesn't matter to me what you think. If I only have the strength of the vagabond who protects others reflected in my eyes, it's enough. I don't.