Well, that's... that's good," Harold said. He licked his lipsand glanced down, sure that his pants would be bulging from his erection.He couldn't dec...de whether he should say something about the woman's handon his leg. He didn't know what to make of her. She didn't seem to bepurposefully coming onto him but, rather, seemed like she'd justforgotten about her hand. He didn't want her to stop but he wasn't surewhat she was doing or what she wanted, either."Yeah. My daddy worked on. K ... killed him it was like nothing I've ever experienced." Hopix said as fresh tears of pain began to fall from her eyes. Clutching her closer Alan rubbed her back and kissed her face, finally after a few minutes Alan felt her relax. Oh shit! Alan thought as he suddenly felt Hopix's nipples try to bore holes into his chest, this did nothing to calm the now tenting in his pants that Hopix for the moment was ignoring though Alan was sure she wouldn't ignore for long. A moment later Alan. Suddenly the pressure on the door ceased and she heard him move away. Relieved of the pressure of explaining herself, she turned her attention to her tears once more. The click of metal on metal disturbed her sobbing and she snapped her head back. He was trying to open the door from the outside. She untucked her legs from under her body and placed her feet flat on the tile floor and braced her back against the door and pushed. The lock sprung and he pushed again. Slowly, inexorably, the door. . . . . . . I didn’t know if I wanted to be Steve’s property anymore. He had been having really bad mood swings, worse than usual. In the beginning he would always try to blame it on the roids or stress. But now I was getting blamed. It had gotten worse further into my transition. I knew he didn’t care for me changing my body and becoming more of a woman, but this is who I was, I was starting to think he would never be able to accept me. I shut my brain off and rinsed off the soap and washed.