She didn't usually drink alcohol, but tonight she felt as if she might need a shot to steady her own nerves. She'd faced down criminals shooting at he...r, but that didn't faze her as much as what she had witnessed on this tour of duty.As soon as she walked into her place, Clint went straight to his water-food bowl and waited impatiently to be served his meal."Ok! Ok! I'm coming, you big lug," she laughed at Clint's playful demeanor.Whenever he acted like this, he looked more like a puppy than a. The murmurs continued amongst the males as the maid painted Emma’s finger and toe-nails sissy pink, before applying make-up to her soft little face. A long flowing wig of a similar hair colour was produced and fitted. Elaine smiled triumphantly as she wheeled a full length mirror up to the sissy and had her look at her reflection. Emma gasped as she saw herself for the first time; the first part of her transformation had been achieved, she was truly effeminate now.She was still admiring her. I looked down where it rested, then shifted my gaze to his face. He was facing forward, but his eyes shifted toward me, then his hand, and back to me. He smiled ever so slightly. Now was the time to object if I was going to, but I didn’t. Something about him and his bold hand had me mesmerized. Here I was, in a public place, a strangers hand creeping up my leg, and all I could do was try to keep from hyperventilating. Back to my book again. The gentle swaying of the railroad car making it. She'd left without me.# # #Denise gave me a ride home. She kept apologizing but I didn't respond. Ikept thinking about the hurt I'd seen in Natasha's eyes.The house was dark. I let myself in the front door. Natasha's car was inthe garage, so I knew she was here. I went to her bedroom. The door wasclosed and there was no light leaking around the edges. I knocked, butthere was no answer. I didn't want to barge in, not now. "Honey, Natasha,it wasn't me. We've got to talk." My pleas were met with.