”I said into the phone.“I’m sorry to hear that, maybe we can work together on a script someday,” he suggested.“Sure anytime, I am always loo...king for work,” I said and hung up the phone. That fucker had begun to give me the creeps. After the call I cleaned and oiled the Colt. I also switched out the broom handle walking stick for the war club. The fallen Angel might take me down, but I was not going to go down easy, I decided.Three days later there was a knock on my door. The knock came at noon.. Feeling ready to give-up, Jennifer began to put Ryan's bed back together. As she was pulling the top sheet back into place, she noticed that the bottom sheet was slightly pulled out between mattress and box spring. "Isn't that where boys keep their girlie magazines?" Did she dare look at her son's stash of porn? "Well, I've come this far. What the hell?" Jennifer slid her hand in between the two parts of the bed where the sheet had been disturbed. She knew immediately what she had. It's best that you get rid of them,"he'd proposed. That had made sense as well, so Ron went along with thesuggestion.Ron had casually researched the subject of gender reassignmenttreatment on the Internet and learned that it was an expensiveproposition. That saddened him because he had no savings. But Danstepped in to save the day and volunteered to pay for it. Ron initiallybalked at the offer, but Dan persisted. "Hey, it's not like I can'tafford it. And what are friends for, anyway? You can. I was getting worked up myself, so I slid off my Lululemon’s. Now we were both naked from the waist down, he with his cock at attention in my hand, me with a very wet and hot pussy. I took my hubby’s right hand and placed it between my legs. He accepted my invitation and began gently tracing my outer lips with his fingers. I couldn’t wait to get home and get fucked on the kitchen counter. That was my plan.At the first stop light, one of my girlfriends that just finished the same spin class at.