This interview is being conducted at the Sheriff’s office in Greenville Mississippi on June 15th 2017.Alice, if you would tell us about Wednesday Ju...e eleventh 2017 and what prompted you to go to Keith Boyd’s shop?” Detective Mark Wilson asked.“Keith and I were planning to cater a wedding reception. I wanted to ask him how the catfish procurement was coming along. There is only a week till the wedding.When I called Keith on that Wednesday morning his phone went to voice mail. It was unusual for. My hand is suddenly on her breast, covering it almost completely over her small white wrap. She jumps and grabs my hand. My mouth met her ear, she feels my teeth biting her lobe, my tongue flicking inside her ear. " No," she protested meekly. " Don't worry. Nobody's here. " My hand moves between her thighs. She clamped them shut. " Please, no," she said. Suddenly my hand is on her throat, sliding down over her breastbone. My fingers crept inside her wrap, she grabs at my wrist. She knew she had. Ididn't wait for her to be ready for it. "I'm a man."Wait. Then a longer wait. A gamut of expressions running through hereyes. Then, "No you're not. I've seen all of you. Everything.Touched you, felt you, experienced you. I've talked to you and sleptwith you. You're a woman. What would make you say that? Do you wantto be a man?"I smiled softly at that last question. "Yes, I do want to be a man, Ithink, again. Less than a year ago I was a man. I'm not really alesbian, or even bi, I. "Heaving a sigh of relief she came over to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek and said, "Thank you." Alice, save some of your kisses for Fitzroy. I'm sure he will enjoy them. I, however, will never turn down a kiss from a pretty lady such as you."She then grabbed my head and plastered a passionate kiss squarely on my lips that made smoke come out of my ears. Once I got my breath back I slyly said, "Poor Fitzroy doesn't stand a chance against your charm."She merely declared, "I hope not."We.