." Es wird Zeit, ihm etwas zu erkl?ren", meinte Birgit zu Petra."Ja, also, Marcy, so einfach ist das nicht. Bei Geschlechtsumwandlungengibt es eine o...t eine depressive Nachphase. Da m?ssen wir aufpassen. Dasverstehst du doch, oder?" Aufpassen?" unterbrach Marcy, "aber... " Unten im Keller ist eine komplette Gef?ngniszelle mit allem, wasdazugeh?rt. Da kommst du jetzt erstmal rein."Marcy wurde schwarz vor Augen. H?tte Petra sie nicht aufgefangen, w?resie auf den Fu?boden geknallt.Als sie wieder. In the short distance from the entrance to the bar, his eyes swept the room, taking in every detail. One couldn’t miss the eyes—amazing blue eyes. He was dressed in modest shorts and a polo, she would have bet that he had pressed them both. Having reviewed the scene his posture relaxed ever so slightly. Their eyes met, he smiled easily, not forced, not leering nor the typical fake smile so common in these parts. Up close, the eyes were positively captivating, she knew those eyes, she had. "Sometimes three, but one worked in other houses."Let me picture this" I said. "Three men who you'd been flashing your knickers to were now alone with you in the house. Did that make you excited?" She looked down again. "Did you bend over for them in the house?" She never answered. "Come on," I said "Don't spoil things by lying now." She started to look upset. "Yes," she quietly answered. "What did you do?" said I, trying to stop shaking. Not with anger, but with incredible sexual excitement.. She was an hourglass with tits you could get lost in. Her hair was long and dripping wet over her white, now see through blouse. The buttons struggled to stay closed as her round bust engulged her upper body. Kate scaled down her body to her tight, thigh split pencil skirtt. It was so hugging, as she turned you could see the crack of her fine volumtuous ass through the figure hugging material. As Kate checked her out, she had almost forgotten she was barely dressed, she looked at the womans.