Dave pulled out his nightstick and began to move to the door. ‘Dave.’ I held his arm. ‘Can I deal with this? I know I can do it. Please. I need ...o prove myself.’ He looked at me and sighed. ‘Okay Emmy. If you think you can handle this, go ahead.’ He moved to one side and let me pass. ‘I’ll be outside if you need help.’ I strode into the centre of the bar, striking my nightstick on a table to gain the protagonists attention. ‘Come on boys, there’s no need for this.’ I said in my best. I really enjoyed the way my ass jiggled when my heels hit thefloor.Walking was the next step, after a few steps I quickly realized that Ihad to do it like a woman, otherwise the image became unpleasant, sokeeping my legs together and swinging my hips with every step I walkedone way and the other in front of the mirror.After a couple of passes I began to notice that something was botheringme in my crotch, my little penis had become hard and was trying to escapefrom its prison. I was only 11. Whoever the Judge sent was probably laughing his butt off right then. But ... Better safe than sorry, especially when playing for these stakes.At the foot of our dock stood a nondescript man, wearing clothing designed to keep anyone from noticing that he existed. His face was a mask. The man gave nothing away, as he waited to surrender the package sent by the Judge. "Here's your mail, buddy," he quipped, tossing the box to me.I nearly buckled under the weight and would have certainly been. Suddenly mummy ne piche dheka to azaz ko lund pant mein sahlate hue dhek liya but ignore kar diya.Aise hi roj chalta raha .Azaz roj mummy ko yahan wahan kaam ke bahane touch karta yah unko dhekta rahta.Mummy bhi is baat ko notice kar rahi hi but kuch nahi bolti.Ek din didi ghar aayi hui thi or azaa usko chup ke bathroom mein dhek raha tha.Suddenly mummy ne usko pakad liya or bola ki yhana kya kar raha ha to azaz kuch nhai bola.Mummy ne usko kafi danta or ek thappar bhi mar diya.Jis se azaz.