" Congratulations," she gasped. "That was what you always wanted, wasn't it?" Yes. I just had to follow a tortuous path to get to it."She nodded as sh... appreciated the irony of the situation. "I have something of yours. I found it in the glove compartment when the car had to go in for service. I've no idea what it is but I thought it might be important." She reached into her bag and produced the asset tag."It's a GPS tracker," I told her. "It sends information about its location to a computer. He then took a length of rope out of the bag and expertly tied the handcuffs to the top of each bedpost. He then took the plastic wire ties and bound his ankes together. The combination of the medication and his quick work made it so the man was still sleeping as Marshal sliped off his clothes and climbed into bed with the young man.His body was soft and a bit roundish but he had been a track champion only a few years earlier so his legs were like iron. Marshal touched his legs gently and like. She wondered why he would enjoy wearing women's things and hementioned he liked the "feel" of the clothes and how "slippery" thefabrics and the nylons were.Of course she knew full well how ladies clothes felt and being a woman andin a lifetime of wearing only women's things from day one it dawned on herthat yes, ladies clothes felt different, not as rough and scratchy asmen's clothes. The lecture didn't last long. Timmy was allowed to changeback into his street clothes. But Madge made sure. ” “Ok but she won’t be as pretty as you.”“Bobby this is Mel, Mel Bobby” I was wrong Mel did look better. She was about 5” 8’ and 120 pounds with a nice round C – cup and a big juicy butt. “Damn,” I said “you are one sexy girl. You look like a model.”Shawna looks at me and says “you want a drink, beer, vodka and tonic rum and coke?” “I’ll have a Miller Light” I say. While Shawna walks into the kitchen Mel and I start to talk. I find out she is 22 and in her last year of college. She is.