“What can he do?” Sammi asked, dully. “He’ll send Chuck to bug your house and get the evidence you need to send that fucker on his way, broke ...nd ruined,” Gina answered. Sammi’s stomach fluttered at the mention of Gina’s cousin’s name. They had gone to school together, but he never gave her a second look. A star football player, Chuck would have never wanted to be with a book worm. Even though she had changed quite a bit since high school, Sammi was still insecure and living every day with a. ”“Please, don’t let it come to that. If word gets out, I will simply leave again. Whether I sneak out or surrender to the authorities, not one person needs to die over me. Not one, you understand?”He looked shocked, then embarrassed a bit, but he nodded. “As you say, Hatalii. Come, I will take you up to the center.”I got a welcome like, well, I don’t know what it was like. I can tell you that it was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. Sam was practically dancing, and Mary gave me two. Soon I had a secret wardrobe, which I hid away in a locked suitcase. My wife was not the suspicious or inquisitive type, so my stash went undisturbed for a couple of years. Whenever she was gone overnight to her daughter's house, William would disappear and Wendi came out and became a sensual, lustful, and very lonely, mature, and quite the effeminate sissy, queer male woman. As I grew older my effeminate queerness became ever stronger. I would dress up, sip on a cocktail, and carry on with. "Told your dad that I'd heard you were doing some sport's club, so I'd bring you home later, get in sweetheart," he seemed to have all bases covered, " so we have a full hour and a bit to enjoy!" He gave me a knowing wink and a squeeze of my thigh as I got in alongside him. Alarm bells should have been ringing yet somehow I felt flattered and grown up being with a guy so much older, " I know , a friend of mine has a place near here we can go there OK?" I simply shrugged and five minutes later.