The number said it was familiar but I answered cautiously. ‘Yo.’ ‘Marcus here.’ I looked at my watch. ‘It’s not yet eight. You’re early....�� ‘Don’t need more time. Can I fax?’ ‘I’m right there, and alone.’ ‘Good.’ And he disconnected. I closed the drawer and selected the phone for the next day and pulled it from its charger to slip into my pocket. The fax machine whirred to life, the screen telling me there were ten pages. I waited until they were all through and pulled them. Patrick Crilly, born. "Yes very much? I agreed. The dress she had on was a very pretty floraldress with heaps of lace and a big bow at the back. She was alsowearing matching Rumba panties, which covered her obviously largenappy."You're even a bit jealous of her aren't you? You'd love to be in hershoes and have such pretty things to wear wouldn't you? Rather thanjust pretend?I simply nodded this time being to excited to further comment."Well for being such a good boy today, Mummy's going to make your wishcome true?. Jessica ruffled the bills, nodded, and stuffed them into her own bra; then Jessica reached down, ungagged Kat, and used the collar around Kat’s neck to pull her toward the customer.The woman leaned down to kiss Kat forcefully on the mouth, using lots of tongue; she smelled strongly of alcohol. Then she pulled the top of her dress down, letting her ample breasts pop out. Kat obediently began to lick and suck them; they were quite delicious, redolent of perfume with a trace of sweat. The woman. Apparently it was now in a feminine page boystyle but they wouldn't let me see.I was grateful that by now most of the attention was on Sarah, after allshe was the bride and she looked great.While a beautician did my face, which seemed to take ages, another stuckon false french manicure nails. I looked down at the only thing I couldsee that they had done to me and my hands looked so feminine. A tremorran through my body.With the last touch being my lipstick, which would apparently needtouching.