I’ll send details in a mo, bye darling,” Izzy said, and ended the call. “bloody hell, two jobs in one day,” thought Amanda, who really just wa...ted to go home and soak in a hot bath.”……………………..She posed for the stills photographer. Some fully dressed, little black dress. Underwear shots, nude shots. Open leg shots, open pussy shots. Shots from the front, shots from the rear. Pout at the camera shots. Izzy made sure all the photographs she needed were taken. “Thanks Brian, ok, now you’ve got her. He picked up the room key and was soon out of the room with a wink atme. I blew him a kiss and he smiled at me again. I hoped we would havemore Special Encounter Therapy sessions. And soon!I lay back on the bed and savored what I had just experienced. I knew,firmly, in my mind that this was too right, too correct, and too goodfor me to have any doubts about my heterosexuality. That it was onlybecause I was so perfectly en femme that Mr. Smith was so sexuallyattracted to me. That it was. A wooden platform had been constructed on one side of the building with a microphone and two large speakers. A man in traditional Mid-Eastern clothing stood on the platform waiting for all of the refugees to enter.As the room filled, I began counting heads, there were about eighty men with black hair. There were five or six men with lighter hair standing in the back with me, they were reporters from other news agencies around the world. I said 'hi' to the Canadian guy immediately to my right, I. Crystal was frightened she would be sent back south of the border. She came to our house after school with my stepdaughter. She was obviously upset and could not stop crying."What if they come for ME!?" she exclaimed through tear-filled eyes. Lisa and I tried to calm her and reassure her."Honey," I said, placing a fatherly hand on her knee, "I will make sure nothing happens to you." It was the only solace I could give her. I was lying, but I didn't know what else to tell her. I would try.