The phone rang and rang. Just when Lee was about to hang up, someone answered. ‘He…hello?’ an out-of breath feminine voice said. ‘Is this Lor...a?’ Lee asked. ‘Ah…yeah,’ the voice on the phone said, ‘Who’s this?’ ‘Lee Marklin,’ he replied, ‘You left me a note asking me to call.’ ‘Oh, yeah, I did, didn’t I, Doc?’ Lora said, ‘I left that on Monday, I forgot you were going to Las Vegas.’ ‘I’m home now,’ Lee said. ‘Ah…yeah…’ Lora said, ‘I was, you know, kind of hoping you and maybe could get together. First off all you will be wearing a strict and clear selection of clothing. Which I will explain to you in a second. When you have been trained properly you are going to have surgery. I will remove 4 ribs on each side give you 2400CC breast implants and also fill your butt with injections. Look at you all excited I knew I captured sissy material and you just keep confirming it, I am already starting to like you. First things first you will be corseted at all times your waist will never be more. He finally stops and pushes her to the side of a large metal container. He starts to kiss her and pulls her out of her dress and throws it to the floor leaving her in her bra, he’s delighted to see that she came commando today as she promised she would one day do. He feels his bulge growing in his pants, wondering how the fabric hasn’t been catapulted across the bay. He slowly slips her out of her bra and fondles her perfect perky breasts, tweaking at her hardening nipples. “my god I love you”. Once he was back inside he sat in the cubbyhole to read another file. The first thing he always did was to pull the evidence inventory. He placed it to the side so that he could compare it to the incident report. He would expect to find items missing from the inventory not things added. In the case of Susan Smith there was a match book in evidence which according to all the reports was never recovered from the scene. It made for a huge break in the chain of evidence.Peter carried the file back.