I poured them both a glass of wine, and listened as the two girls chatted away about Sian's ex."So do you miss him then?" asked Lindsay."Only his Dick...," replied Sian. "I haven't had a good seeing to since we split up." Ohh you poor cow. You split with him 2 weeks ago. You mean you haven't had a shag since then. God I would go mad. I can't go a day without a dick up me, can I babe?" said Lindsay, looking at me."Yeah... right," I stammered, feeling myself go red, as both girls looked at. The added thrill that she was going to be a married mans oral slave. Really got her going. when they were sure that he was going to pick her up. Took his number to do some internet detective work. I looked him up and seen that he’d never been arrested. And that he was who he said he was. I even found his Facebook and seen pics of his wife and k**s. His wife was pretty hot . well as I told you in part 1 that Lisa was only going to meet him for an hour or two but ended up being gone for 6 hours.. It should have been gone as soon as the investigation was completed. In fact I had sent an email to Washington that it was to be disposed of.I pulled out the state department smarter than smart phone because it would work anywhere in the world I was told; the other phone I carried would not even work in the back yard sometimes. I had it on speaker; Ching Lee was standing beside me so she could hear.“Victor, why is the blown up Suburban still sitting inside the embassy compound at Morocco?” I. Cut off his balls. Castrate him as punishment for distracting you >from your proper role in life. You're a woman. Maybe you never were a transvestite. Maybe you were always a woman, or most of you was, but you were too womanly, too hesitant, too scared to take the plunge. Anyhow, it doesn't matter now. Monica did you a favor, bringing your real femininity out into the open, and letting you learn to enjoy it." But she didn't do it for your sake alone. Like most women she was raised to think that.