" Sheriff?... I talked to the city cops last night. Do you know something?" Mr. Ferguson, what is your friend's name? How old is she?" It's Emma. Maje...ki. I think she's 31. Mr. Wicks, do you know something?" Ferguson was instantly alarmed."I have to show you a photograph, Mr. Ferguson. It's unpleasant, but if it isn't your friend, we'll save us both a lot of time. This is a photograph of a dead woman, sir."Ferguson accepted the photograph readily enough. "Oh, Jisus... It's her." The man's. Crouched at his feet, sitting back with my panty covered ass resting on my strappy red heels, I placed my long painted nails on my thighs, covering most of what was peeking out, my stocking tops, my garter straps, and I waited for my Master's response."Now that's a little better." Tell me what you want, bitch," Leroy commanded."I want your cock Sir." You better do better than that, cunt!" Leroy seemed to be loosing patience."Please Sir, will you please fuck my sissy ass with your hard manly. So here I am, at the bar in conversation with a full bodied beauty dangling her shoe off her toes and I keep glancing down at this act she is putting on. All the sudden Vanessa clears her throats and says, are ya with me or are you interested in those as she points down to what I'm focused on. I try to stammer an apology, but she says don't worry it's getting late maybe we should call it a night any way. At that, I settle up with Jon the bartender then help Vanessa out of her stool.As she. I feel bad that, due to the unexpected arrival of my dear sister, I was not able to attend the shitty party her and her cackling friends put together. I must digress, as time is limited. I was finishing, my presentation, when I heard her voice. She squealed and came flying into my arms. "big brothe! I hardly recognize you." Despite the smell of booze and the over-excitement, I was fucking ecstatic to have her body in my hands. she was so thin and young. tight skin that, looked as though the.