Apparently Mike Harris had visited a number of transgender sites, not porno, the geek explained, but transgender resource and support sites. He hadn't...visited them frequently but he'd visited them consistently since purchasing the computer. Steve considered this information for a while as he smoked a cigarette and drank a beer from the minibar.Was Mike some king of weirdo who liked crossdressers? But his geek said there was no porn on the computer. This could just be a dead end or it might lead. I prayed we weren’t pawns in some demonic chess game. If you have any doubt Mother Nature plays a wicked game of chance, ask the citizens of Pompeii or the children of Krakatoa.The palms of my hands were slick with sweat. My mouth was dusty dry, and my head spun with every twisting turn as I lept down the spiral stairway into the darkness. A thundering boom sounding like a cannon in a trash can illuminated the vertical tunnel with a bluish-white radiance. Someone underneath me had kicked open. Charlie sat rubbing his temples. "You left him with your laptop. The one you bring home every day. The one that has all the pictures of all your adventures in the file labelled Wishes. That laptop?" Charlie, he isn't looking through my laptop. He just wants the work files to compare with that bitch Blake's so-called research." Sweetie, he is a guy and guys always snoop. He's probably sitting at home with your laptop in one hand and his cock in the other right now." Oh my god, what can I do? I. Bobby’s mother was still pretty for her forty-four years. Standing at five foot five, hazel eyes with medium length brown hair to accompany them. A little on the chubby size, but who isn’t at her age? His father, Graham was out of town due to his work and wouldn’t be home for another six months. How he was able to get a woman like his mother confused Bobby to no end. Bobby joined his mother and brother for dinner. Something about the two of them seemed a little off. They were quieter than.