Even the muscle-bound creep who'd accosted her in the men's room wouldn't dare step foot inside the ladies' room, Jamie thought.She was right. The bul...y didn't chase her into the ladies' room. Some place were safe, even from men who would intimidate, harass, browbeat, or otherwise persecute a beautiful young transsexual for no other reason that she was different from genetic women. Assholes like the idiot who'd confronted her in the men's room couldn't live and let live; they had to control and. After about a half-dozen hard swings, Sue saw Jessica's behind with a mottled red tone and several white circles where the paddle had not made contact. Since this particular activity was a favorite of hers, she could not help but whip up a juicy froth on her own slit just watching the tableau and listening to the whining pleas for mercy and forgiveness.The paddle session was intense and sometime before it was completed; Sue noticed that the young eighteen year old Jessica had fallen into a. This made her only more determined. She started to moan and felt Tom getting harder. Tom started to feel her body. Passing his hands over luscious breasts and her erect nipples. He went down her back and squeezed her firm tight ass. He passed his hands over her nipples again. He started to play with them through her mini dress and Ally started moan in sheer pleasure. He kept on playing with them twisting them, flicking them, and massaging them. Allie's moans got louder and desperate. She. As Sanford drove us home, Jeryl grinned at me.“You are my Nobel genius, Paul, and I love you.”It was all the recognition I really needed.“Paul, you can’t keep shoving extraneous orders into the pipeline,” Cindy Xavier said on our weekly video conference. “We can’t expand production capacity until the materials plants and operator training schools are ramped up, and we’ve already got a backlog three years deep.”I could tell she was frustrated.“I understand, Cindy, but these are important units.