Deanna had beenin my room cleaning up the aftermath of my transformation. It was justmy old hair and dead skin flakes I hadn't realized I had shed."H...y sweetie, you ready for a haircut?"I nodded and she pulled a stool from next to the exam table over to thefull length mirror. I hopped up on it, and was glad that in the last 14years since I was last eight years old that bangs for long-haired girlshad gone out of fashion. Losing the hair that covered my tush would befine, but I was glad that I. The sunset was now a fiery red, and soon the sky began to darken.We gradually picked ourselves up and returned to my car. I was dreaming of our future. Of quiet romantic moments. Of family, of a home. Of the two of us, of course, in my bed. And all of these dreams had Catherine right in the middle of them. We ate dinner together and were talking animatedly. We laughed and we cried. We were perfect for one another.After dinner we drove up into the hills, to a spot I had discovered back in. She sits up all the way and then pushes forward with a little more intent into her backside. As it becomes clearer and clearer, closer and closer to happening, Casey becomes incredibly nervous and aroused all at once. All he can do is wait to see what she does next. Every second grows more exciting as she rubs the toy along the crack of his ass. The next time she lies down on him, she brings her lips close to the side of his face and speaks into his ear after he moans deliriously at the hard. That seemed strange to me because my street was one that hardly ever saw a uniformed policeman even walking a beat.I leaned out next to the glass pane and saw a trio of cop cars parked right outside my building and felt a sudden churning in my stomach.I had not the slightest doubt that they were there for me.Outside my door, I heard a shuffling of heavy feet and then a pounding on the front door that was accompanied by a loud voice proclaiming, “Michael Malone, we have a warrant for your.