"So you agree that you do like women, right Christine?" Mr. Warren was asking her."Yes, of course," Christine agreed."And what do you like to do to wo...en?" he prompted."Well, I like to stroke them and kiss them and..." Let's be honest, Christine." Mr. Warren interrupted. "You like to fuck women." Fuck?" Christine said, and the word seemed to explode in her mind, sending tremors of pleasure through her body."I like to fuck women," she affirmed, and again trembled with unexpected pleasure."Of. As I lowered myself down onto one of the chairs, she placed her ownlaptop on the table and switched it on and a few moments later she spunit round towards me."Recognise these?" she said.Oh fuck!It took a few seconds for me to realise that she had brought up almostall of the websites that I had been visiting. Further web pages quicklyappeared, story sites, shopping sites and endless photo galleries.All with the same theme and all transvestite and transgender related!And worse still many of them. He promised himself that he wouldn’t make it easy for his executioner. If he managed to thwart the man, the others would probably shoot him to death, but that would at least spoil the terrorists’ plans of beheading him while he was still breathing, and then broadcasting it over the internet! After a two minute tirade, the man pulled the scimitar back, and then took a fierce swing at Steve’s throat. Steve had been careful to conceal the fact that he was now conscious. He steeled himself against. I don’t want to hear the phone ring, Because that would only mean bad news. Maybe you had an accident, or were stuck, waiting is so hard.I go into the computer room and turn the speaker volume way up, waiting for the familiar mechanical, "YOU’VE GOT MAIL" voice, and I go climb back in our empty king size bed. I pull your pillow over to my side and bury my face in it inhaling deeply the smell of your perfume seeps into my olfactory membrane and I can slowly feel my cock start to harden. I am.