‘But tell me, what do you want?’ ‘If I tell you everything, I want no charges against myself. I walk, as if I was never there.’ said Willa. �...I’ll give you enough to get the real bastard, in exchange for full immunity.’ ‘I can’t do that at this point.’ Cindy said. ‘And I have to read you your rights first.’ ‘I’ll walk anyway.’ Willa said. ‘Your boss, the guy with the crowbar, he fucked me earlier today. I’ve got audio and video recordings. We both know what that means, not only for your case but. She wore a thin halter top which barely came together beneath her tits. She had obviously elected to forego the bra, and her tits bounced beneath the halter as she walked. Without the restriction of the bra, her nipples were clearly defined under the fabric, and I had an almost irresistible urge to reach out and touch them. The low cut shorts she was wearing today were even tighter that those on Monday. The seam in the crotch lay tightly in the crease of her pussy causing the folds of her vulva. " I'm a bad mother," she said as she cried against my shoulder.I took the cigarette from her fingers and put it out in her ashtray."No. You're not a bad mother," I said. "You're a great mom and that'sone of the reasons I want to be like you." But a good mother would have never let you do any of this, the smoking,the dressing up. the sex change stuff. I'm a monster and you should hateme for it." Quit talking like that, Mom. You're not a monster. You're a goodmother with some mixed up. ...........................Office life didn't really seem the same after that. I saw and worked with Alexa on a daily basis as before andf it seemed to me that everyone must have noticed the frisson between us, but maybe we were more discrete than I thought because nobody said anything. Every time I walked into my office I could see her draped over the desk; could smell the sexual tension and the sexual excitement which had been generated in there. I assumed that it must be obvious to everyone.