The outfit, the way she didn’t care when I tried to flirt with her. She was a lesbian. “So when were you going to tell me you were a lesbian.”�...�Jackie can you give me a few minutes.” “Sure, I’ll be waiting.” Jackie gave her a quick tongue kiss then left to the room to “pamper up.” Rebecca sat on wall next to me with a look. “Look I am sorry for not telling you but if you promise not to tell anyone, I’ll make it up to you.” “Promise?” “I promise not to tell.” “Thanks you truly are a great. How badly she wanted to see his eyes on her perky firm tits. Yes, they weren’t big, but they fit her body nicely, and really she didn’t want too much more. She had a few teammates who had big tits, and they always complained about them when it came to sports. So yeah, they were fine. She inspected them in the mirror like she had done so many nights before as they started to grow in, turning this way and that. Not a bit of sag, perfectly formed, not too pointy, not too fat at the bottom. . The first day we worked together, we watched a shoplifter for about an hour. Being a gentleman, I offered to go down and make the stop. When I got back in the office with the shoplifters, she had this look in her eyes that I’ll never forget. A vulnerable, innocent look that will haunt me until the day I die. As we completed the paperwork and the police left, she told me how much she appreciated that I went down to make the grab. I said it was absolutely no problem, and went back into the camera. There was not a second chair so, in camel-like stages, I knelt. And immediately regretted it. Now it would look like I was nuzzling in on my daughter's violation of my privacy. Becoming a co-conspirator so to speak. Hey, babe, if you like these pics check THIS one out! Let me have the mouse..."Hunh?" Hunh what?" I asked, with a head shake."Is that why mom left you? She found out you were gay?" I'm not gay."Brittany blew exasperation through flared nostrils. "OK, bi then. A crossdresser." She.