Finally he asked her what was the matter. Why was she acting so strange?"It's what I did last night?" What about it?" Do you think they can tell?" How...would they be able to tell? It's not like you're wearing as a sign that says 'I gave Kyle a blow job last night.'"She immediately blushed. "Well, it is a little embarrassing?" What's to be embarrassed about? It's not like you are the first girl to have ever done that for a guy." Yes, but I'm still embarrassed about what it involved." She was. "You've beengiven a GED from school and all the other paperwork is in order." Henryfinally took a break and tried adjusting himself as he sat on the bedtrying to hide his obvious erection now straining at the front of hispants!Her words echoed in my ears as she went down the list. My name had beenlegally changed to Tiffany now. I had undergone several proceduresincluding facial feminization and a nose job and cheek implants and hadsurgery performed on my vocal cords to make my voice higher. It is possible to even find a pimp who will sell you someone to use as you act out your fantasy of raping and killing a woman.This was especially true of the brand of pimp who assumed my father's assets when I divested of them. The same type of person — often the same person — who ran the drug trade ran the pussy trade.In the weeks before Marcus' untimely departure I had weeded out all but a handful of the pimps who preyed on their workers. The most dangerous was identified and dispatched first. Mom told me that her neighbor owned nearly half of the town. This brings me to Alan. I had heard of Alan many times before from my mother. He owned most of the town because his relatives lived there when the town was founded. “Old money” as Mom called it. He owned several large plots of land with modest ranch style houses with beautiful yards and wide-open spaces. Alan had always asked about me to my mother because he had seen pictures of me when he visited her for cookouts or.