I released my cock, bit down on my lower lip hard letting out a squeal of arousal. Her fingers slid inside her as I reached her. She quickly pulled th...m out looking in my direction put them in her own mouth and sucked. As if she were sucking on my dick I watched her cheeks cave in and her eyes roll to the back of her head. At that moment she was no longer on earth but in her own heaven, my heaven. Now standing directly behind her I took a handful of her long silky dark locks and pulled her head. It wasn't empty but there weren't too many people, just enough that no one was going to be paying much attention to me. As I started to walk away something hit me in the back. I turned to find a large guy jogging towards me, following his gaze I saw the football that had hit me."Sorry about that," he offered. "You'd think a quarterback would have a little more control."I looked beyond him to see Brad Russell watching the scene unfold. I picked up the ball and handed it back to the player coming. Sex: female it said on my passport now too. In order to support my transition, I got a job at a local restaurant as a waitress. My hair had grown down to between my neck and shoulders and I dyed it blonde. Every day I got up, showered, applied just the right amount of makeup, then pulled on my work clothes for the day. Usually I either wore a black dress or black pants and a white blouse, coupled with black ballet flats. Once June came along, so did the tourists and our restaurant was always. It’s amazing how long pointless prejudice and childishness causes silly delays and things of that sort.And then an article caught his attention. “Death Train” was the title, and being a train nut, he read it. His eyes, which were half asleep in the early morning as always, popped open to their full size as he read:Amtrak’s California Zephyr became the harbinger of three deaths last night in the town of West Burlington, Iowa. Just nine minutes after the train departed Burlington, it slammed into.