These females were pretty damn good. I had underestimated them when I thought they could only do well in the lower weight classes. I wasn’t going to...underestimate them again. That night when I went home, I checked out Emma Vaughn’s stats online. She was a wrestler from Norton, Alaska. A tall young Irish American woman. She was the daughter of Matthew Vaughn, a famous wrestling coach from Alaska. I knew from reading stories about female wrestlers that some of the best among them were coached by. Go in there, and when you come out I want the two of you to be back on the same level of friendship that you had before the duel." He gave me a wave of dismissal, and I went into the other office.Krish was alone in the room. He got up from behind the desk as I entered."Jack! You must believe that what I did was done to preserve your life. Braxton-Clark would have killed you, even using that dragoon pistol. He was an excellent marksman, and could hit anything he aimed at. There was no one more. .. for my safety. I’m just not brave enough to be out there.”“What about Quinn?” he asked. “Is she trans, too?”“Yes. Quinn is me. She’s the only outlet I have for this.”“And -- is she out there?”Chelsea swallowed hard and nodded. “I had a panic when I realized you connected me to Quinn. Then, I realized you hadn’t picked up on her ... identity.”“I told you I had no idea that she’s you, Chelsea.”“I meant her gender identity.”“I only read the one story. I didn’t see any trans characters in it .... Old Ivan looked absolutely lecherous. So much so, his tongue was hanging out and he was breathing heavily."Now, Mergie, old gal," Ivan said. "Show this snotnose whippersnapper what you can do! Eh?" He took his rigid penis and placed the newly-gorged head onto her bottom lip. Whether Mergie was inspired by having an audience or not, Tag didn't know, but one thing was for sure. Mergie sucked cock like a pro. She swirled, twirled, and whirled her head. Her tongue flashed in and out, all along the.