“That’s right. You tell him Howe,” the vice cop said.Within minutes the room got a couple of more cops drinking coffee. It was as if the air was... stifling with testosterone. Even though I was no longer ruled by it, I could still fit in better than most women. I never tried to resist those feelings, but I did try not to give in to them either. I sure as hell didn’t want, or need to go back to the old me.While Watson bonded with the vice sergeant, I wrote the granny report. I was to find nothing. Wendy has been feeling much more confident of late. The more Wendy focuses on keeping herself fit and looking good the more attention she has been receiving from young men especially. Wendy has settled into a routine where she has a shower each morning, making sure that she is clean shaven and welcoming for any chance encounters that might present themselves. Wendy has developed a wish list on a website where her admirers can send her gifts. It is a thrill for her, being the object of their. DaBigBoom hoped his remaining life points were considerably higher than forty-four.Fifi put her arms around DaBigBoom's neck. Her large black bat wings folded around him like a cape. His nostrils were filled with the musky perfume of her body. She stared into his eyes. Hers were bright and gleaming with lust."What's the matter?" she asked with a disarming smile.DaBigBoom thought of the forty-four floating up into the sky."I was wondering if we could, you know, skip the whole attack thing," he. Suddenly, the one growling prodded my thigh with his cold nose, sniffing. I shivered. His long raspy tongue snaked out and across my cotton panties. I could feel his tongue probing my vagina. I tried to close my legs, but a quick nip and I knew not to mess with him. I began to cry. Another nip and his teeth caught in the fabric.He was getting aggravated, and foolishly, I thought perhaps if I tossed them aside, they would be more interested in them. I rolled them cautiously down my thighs and.