His red eyes surveyed me with mild annoyance, and I took this to be my guy. "Uh...yea...you must be..." He extended a hand stiffly. "Barak Kashman...n...ce to meet you..please...right this way". He allowed me to go in ahead of him, pausing to speak to the woman behind me for a second. "This way to my office". He brushed past me and I shivered, then started to follow when I was stopped by a hand gripping my shoulder. I looked down at the carefully painted nails, then up to the piercing blue gaze.. Benson laughed and grabbed her jumping face in her big hand, staring into her big eyes. 'The bitch is loud today', he smirked and started to pump her even harder, soon reaching yet another climax. The commander came out again behind Benson, crawling on the floor with more cum on her helmet. She could hear the big bastard Festus mumbling: 'You still pay for the jail time, cunt'. The Commander collapsed on the floor, totally wasted.A minute later it was suddenly time to break up and go back to. "Any doubts that Harry had turned into a girl were instantly erased."You're a girl, there's no doubt about that." I groaned. "Harry wouldnever pull such a sneaky trick." I'm really sorry but I just had to know." She apologized. "I've hadthis fantasy about you since I started taking hormones. Like I said, Ihad to know if you were the guy for me." What makes you think I'd be interested? No offense, but I prefer realgirls." I was real enough at the wedding and it looks like you think I'm. So I would ride my push-bike around, checking out a gym, some old factories and then a big fortified fenced building.It was the old Motorcycle Club, my brother used to run errands for.It looked slightly different to what I remembered, but it was the same club.The flag flapping from the roof, gave it away.It had been a few years since I bumped into anyone there.I climbed a tree to see over the fence.What I saw was, dozens of wrecked cars around the yard and a biker doing some work on some.