"Yeah," she said, "just dressed as a man. Like Drag, but drab." I'm pretty new to this, and this is my first meeting here," I saidwithout confidence.... "I don't even own any women's clothes." Ohh," she said."I just split up with my wife," I explained, trying to soundconvincing. "And I have 2 sons, which limits my dressing around thehouse, even if I wanted to. My wife left some of her old clothes therethough." Well, I'm Denise," she said affirmatively. "Welcome, and you areprobably just. I also know why it happened. I was assigned to parliamentary security. I knew more than enough to figure out who felt threatened." Why did you leave the force?" It wasn't voluntary. I ... I had an affair with another officer. He was married. His wife found out and raised holy hell. I was given the opportunity to resign so that it could be hushed up. I took it."How long ago was that?" I asked."Three years. I worked for Metro Toronto security, then applied for my private investigator license.. I know them all. Yolanda Hughes. Laura Creavelle. Especially Brandi. God, I can't believe you actually went to bed with her. You bitch. How did you meet her? How did you get her into bed? Is she naturally... you know, like us?"Laura blushed and stammered, totally flummoxed by Rhonda's questions. "It's... really none of your business, is it," she said softly."You bitch," Rhonda repeated, but not angrily. If anything, she was envious. "I almost come just from looking at her body." I've known her. Hestood there laughing at the thought of a new sissy cock slut in town.Eventually they dragged me back into the living room where I was spit-roasted without preamble. Once again, as I was still blindfolded, Isimply held still and endured it all. Once again, it was all beingrecorded.I was down on all fours when Master Tyrone plowed into my ass whileMaster Damon shoved his cock down my throat. I still had my handshandcuffed behind my back, so all I could do was to hold on for dear lifewhile the.