Not nice, not really great, it was fine. By now Burton had lived in enough three-flat buildings in this city to recognize that they were all basically...the same-- a living room up front with big windows, skinny hallway with a dining room and bathroom along one side, then a kitchen and the bedroom in back. The long narrow lots pretty much forced the design, that and the fact that your neighbors were so close on either side that you could practically reach out and touch them. So the living room. Come on you big pussy”, she said “I won’t hurt you”. I followed her into the house, trying to keep my mind off of her little ass as we went into the bathroom. She turned on the water and took my hand and put it under the cool wet liquid. I looked down at her, and saw the outline of her little titties against her blouse. Damn, she wasn’t wearing a bra and I could see her little nipples sticking out, straining the material in her white blouse. “Christy, you aren’t wearing a bra”. “Oh now daddy,. “I’ll give you something to bite on,” he growls angrily. With his free hand he reaches down and rips your wet panties away from your body. You feel the sting as the fabric tears away. He takes them in your hand and stuffs them down into your mouth. Letting go of your throat he places his hand firmly over your mouth. The taste of your own juices and the fabric mix in your mouth. His hand moves and it is replaced with a piece of duct tape. He grabs you by the shoulder and roughly flips you to. .." Ha ha bloody ha!" I could push her?" Casey suggested. She rested her hands on myshoulders."When they arrest us we'll tell the police it was her shoes, shecouldn't manage the heels and fell."Her. She. They were talking about me - all part of the plan. Once I wasfully dressed, when I stepped out of my room in dress, heels and make upthen I was female and they'd always refer to me as such."Okay, okay! I'm coming down." And I did, step step step, with my dressswirling like a dream around my.