I told Tom what Olivia was wearing and that she had her new cellphone with her while at home. She always kept it off and only used it when she expecte... my call, or to make a call. I then produced the video footage from my garage and Tom ran the sequence. Tom studied the video, trying to enhance photo of the exposed abductor. He ended up with a nice image of the thug that was unmasked. We studied it as it was prominently displayed on the screen.Tom was happy to hear the cellphone information. * * * * * * * *Tim Knox returned home from class. His friends often asked him if hewas embarrassed being almost ten years older than his classmates. Hehonestly answered no, reminding them this was Tammy Knox they weretalking to. If he could go to class, shopping, dancing, or whatevering,in a skirt and blouse, heels make-up, and a feminine do, sharing classeswith 19 or 20 year olds was a walk in the park, something he also didwhen presenting as Tammy. As he pulled into the driveway, it irked. “I worship Polly's bum on Sundays.” I said. She softly chucked. “I had no idea it was that important!” She mocked. “How does this worship manifest itself?”“Oh it's mostly just staring at the thing but I'm hoping to caress it's beautiful curves. Anything else is a bonus. I mean if I didn't get to kiss it I would probably have to change religions. At the moment its all in the balance...”She looked down at me and looked back to the bedroom door where her boyfriend was still resting from a hard. Haltingly, letting the whole confession pour out unstopped and uncensored, she lay bare her innermost heart, telling Preston in a babbling, choking slur about everything.It didn't take much imagination for the man beside her to unravel her distorted and unconnected train of thought, and an excited glow flickered into his eyes, and the stirrings of lewd and excited passions boiled in the pit of his belly. Hot damn! Her mother fingering herself off while listening to me get sucked by Gloria! That.