The thought of that happening to Jenny was unbearable. I had to act while I still could. A moment of careful listening confirmed the apartment was sti...l silent. Quiet as a mouse, I crept down the hall to the closet which was where I kept my belongings. Burrowing through it on hands and knees, I found the unfashionable boots buried in a back corner. They should have been donated or tossed years ago, but now they served a more important purpose. Stretching my fingers, I reached down the length of. The feel of her bra’s & panties was awesome compared to my cotton tee shirts & briefs. I loved modeling them in front of my mirror. It didn’t take long to figure out how to tuck my cock in so the front of the panties was smooth or how to cut forms out of a foam pillow to fill the bra. The only problem was my cock would get hard wearing her panties and it wouldn’t stay tucked much longer.When I was old enough to get a job, I was able to buy my own lingerie, plus my youngest sister had moved out. As they drove, Anthony placed his hand on her thigh and said "Im so glad your here."..... They drove what seemed to be hours before they reached his apartment in the Bronx, she got out of the car as Anthony got her bags. "Now there a few rules, dont go out by yourself. These streets are not safe, day or night. I dont want my baby to get hurt." He kissed her on the forehead and guided her into the apartment. It was small, but she liked it. Anthony went into the bedroom and put her bags on the. .. then he wouldn't have..." But Abby knew she was beating a dead horse. Still didn't stop the guilt though."You can't, dear girl. Only Mike can do that. This is something that he created and he is responsible. You can't control this, dear girl. You have to be focused on the undercover operation. For the FBI agents as well as yourself." I know, Ducky. Doesn't help the guilt though." Taking a deep breath, she stepped away from him. Looking around at what was left of the team, sans Jet but with.