"Okay, this is too weird. I keep thinking of my pussy as a 'him'. Itjust doesn't sound right. Frederick, I wish Phillip was a girl. I wishwe both ...thought of him as a girl, and I wish to name her Eve." Very well my lady."I was still massaging my bare pussy, and I could tell Eve was enjoyingit too.I told my pussy the night was getting late, and then asked if she hadany last wishes before the night was out. She said no. This was anexperience of a lifetime for her, and she just wanted to. Franke nodded his head and then asked, “Have you made any friends since moving here?”Roger chuckled and then, with a grin still on his face, answered, “Well, actually, the woman who decorated my new house seems to have decided that, come hell or high water, she’s my new best friend. She’s actually a wonderful woman. We talk every week or two since she decorated my house a couple of months ago. She’s also been to the house a couple of times since then.”Dr. Franke furrowed his brow, then asked.. “And you should do it before she wakes up!” he snarled, he face filled with fear and revulsion.He began to shake, then turned away from them, heaving his guts out onto the floor.Frank waited patiently until Jake had finished throwing up, then pulled him roughly to his feet. He savagely backhanded Jake as hard as he could with his fist. Jake slammed against the wall, blood and vomit flying across the room.Shocked, Jake stared at Frank. He’d never seen Frank look so enraged. Frank struck him. One of them starts to frisk him. He kicks the man in the knee. He elbows his escort in the side of the head and takes his gun away. He aims it at the third man."Open the door and back away."The remaining guard opens the door and backs up. Lane walks over to the door and peeks in no one at home. He walks down the hall to room six-twenty-seven. He kicks the door handle and the door pops open. Several shots are fired at the door. He runs back down the hall and grabs his escort. He pulls the man.