..''''yeah im ok''''oh good, now get ass up on the couch i wanna make sure i didnt hurt your pretty pussy''he walk me ass up and lick my ass kissing i... saying he was sorry if he hirt me''daddy dont want to hurt you , never, you have the prettiess cunt i had in a long time''moaning under his delicate licking i knew i would be fuck again , i stayed ass up licked until a finger went in and i was served his bbc to suck on ''there you go babby , daddy just making sure you are ok''''mmmmm. Taking off hercap, she shook her hair and said “Hi, I’m LisaFerguson.”“Hi, Carolyn Schuler.”“It’s a little wet out,” she giggled.“Come on in and dry off.”“I don’t want to mess up your floor, you sure?”“It’s ok, come on in,” I said, opening the door.She stepped into the living room and took off her pack,leaning it against the wall. Soaked to the skin, sheshivered as she took off her shirt, revealing a. ‘So what do we have in here?’ I asked, going inside. It took a second for my eyes to adjust to the light. When they did, I saw Crime Lab personnel at work gathering evidence, and Tanya and Theo Washington examining the body. He had been sitting at the table, facing the wall with the television. He had fallen forward onto the table, then he slid out of the chair onto the floor, and was now sprawled on his back. ‘So he fell out of the chair, Perlman?’ I asked. ‘Looks like it.’ she said. ‘How can. It was simply too dangerous. Any animosity he showed would bereturned tenfold, of that he was sure. So better to just avoid making itat all personal.He had also tried to reconcile himself to the lingerie, makeup and high-heeled shoes he was forced to wear, to the way in which his genitals wereconcealed beneath a pussy-shaped prosthetic, even to the body changesthat constant doses of hormones had caused. Not to like them, or in anyway accept their permanence. But to avoid thinking about what.