“This is Lena Harris. Can I help you?”“This is Deputy Yerky with the parish sheriff department. You’re on Brady Loop road?”“Yessir. Are yo... coming up the state highway?”“Yeah.”“I can hear you now. When you turn onto Brady Loop, we’re a half-mile in from either end.”“Got it. How do I find you? Driveway?”“Oh, no sir. We’re parked on the shoulder of the road. Lights are on. There’s a truck with our trailer hitched to it coming out of our driveway. Me and my husband are armed. There’s a guy hurt. So Idecided to try it on. The back zip was a real problem, but eventually Imanaged to fasten it. I was pleased with the way it looked. The skirt wasa little more flared than the other dress and it was made of a differentmaterial that seemed to float about a bit more. I slipped my shoes on andfollowed the scent of the coffee.I really liked the feeling of walking about in a dress, with all thesensations provided by my underwear. My cock was slightly enlarged, butnot erect. It was beginning to. I said no and he slapped me. He was so angry; it scared me to see him like that.”“Renee this is not your fault, if this is how he treats women, you need to find a better guy.”“I don’t want to see him, at least not for a while, but he’s coming to your party.” She was talking between the sobs.“Renee I’ll make sure he’s not here tomorrow, if that’s what you want.”“Thanks Uncle Will. Goodnight and sorry to wake you.”“Goodnight Renee, anytime.”I was awake for a couple of hours thinking about what. To wo bola tune meri maa ko randi bola tha na ab bata kon he asli randi. Mene ussey maafi maangi ki mujhe maaf kardo wo bola ki maafi chahiye na tuje to ek kaam kar pahle. Mene puchha kya karna he to wo bola iski gaand chaat.Usi ye baat sun ke to main darr gayi! Chudwana to thik tha lekin uski gaand chatna jisne apni gaand mahino se nahi dhoyi. Jo tatti karke aake wese hi beth jata he. Mujhe uski gaand chatni padi uski gaand me mal chipka hua tha. Wo apni gaand se mere ooper zor laga raha tha.