Its body was composed of a dark carapace and exoskeleton, its face had huge bug eyes and mandibles for a mouth, though it lacked antennae. Rather than...hands, it had large pincers, and a third pincer at the end of a scorpion-like tail. It might have been merely a man in an elaborate costume, but its strength in smashing the transformer belied that.The light was from the headlights of a police car, and the two officers stepped out, drew their guns, and immediately opened fire. The creature didn't. If I had been paying proper attention, things would have gone differently. (If anyone is wondering if he was racist, he wasn’t. I will get to that later.) I recognized Tom’s pic from an ad that he had posted in the Men Seeking Women section. I recalled that his ad said nothing about him being into T-girls, so naturally I did not reply to his ad when I saw it earlier that night -- I am always considerate of others’ preferences. Evidently, his search for a cis girl had not turned out well, so. I had a huge bruise on theinside of my right breast and smaller bruise on the left one,obviously the result of the mornings exertions. I really didn't wantthem flopping around free and adding to the pain, so I dug around mylingerie drawer to find my tatty old comfortable bra, and strappedmyself back in before lying on the bed and drifted off to sleep.A few days later I was busying myself with the morning housework. Itwas two days until Allen was due home and my extreme horniness hadreturned. ” “So it was on the table when I left and now it’s broken. Who else other than you could have broken it?” Ann demanded. Helen was speechless and she could see how annoyed Mrs W was. Mrs W waited only a few moments and decided Helen wasn’t going to admit to breaking the vase. She was really upset about it and had no time for Helen’s attempt to avoid the blame. She glared at Helen, and said firmly, “If you had admitted to it then I might have thought differently. However, as you are clearly.