She jumped on the ice cream and started eating from the other side. We were having a competition on who would eat more before it finished and it was f...enetic.The moment the ice cream finished, I put my lips on her and started smooching. Her lips were moist with the ice cream and kissing another woman after a long time invigorated me and I started french kissing her. My ex-girlfriend was reluctant and was not responding but my perseverance paid off as she started responding.After a couple of. Stillfeeling funny, I lay down beside him. Instead of hanging off the edge withour feet dangling like before, we were both all the way on the bed thistime. His thigh brushed against mine, and he fondled me between my legs,through the panty while still stroking his cock with his other hand. Isighed with my arms on the pillow behind me. I was so eerie. I felt fragileand passive, overtaken by my feminine side. I wanted to be a girl toFrankie.With eager breath, Frankie got on his knees in front of. “I’ve got work to do for Mr. Wilson. He’s left, so I was just leaving to continue working at home.”“It will only take about half an hour, Johanna.”Calling me “Johanna” instead of “Ms. von Eschenbach” was also part of his effort to get me angry.“I wish I could, Mr. Benson. I’m sorry.”I put my coat on before he could say anything further. He abruptly left, his displeasure clear.I took the subway home and when I got to street level, I realized it was five-thirty in the evening. It was much earlier. When they reached the bottom of the drive, Jeff, behind the wheel, let out a groan when he saw the two SUVs waiting. When he called the Sergeant on the radio, rather than using standard radio procedure as Jeff expected, Higgins answered by saying, “General’s orders. We’re to go wherever you go, Sir.”I feel like a damn two-year-old, Jeff thought, but said on the radio, instead, “Mrs. Yoshida needs to go by her office to pick up some paperwork before going to her home. Do you need the address of.