"He's a specialty custom corsetiere onthe North Side. I get all my corsets from him. In fact, I'm his favorite modelwhen he does shows. If we can call... him, I'm certain he will be more than happyto see us."For sheer eroticism, this was something I couldn't pass up. I lent her my cellphone and she dialed the number from memory. She spoke animatedly to the personon the other end for a few minutes, then terminated the call with a smug smileon her lips."He will be waiting for us, just as I. When Lorraine had seen her at the support group,the girl had seemed shrunk, drawn into herself as if permanently waitingfor some blow to strike, or as if the psychological burden of beingtrans was physically crushing her.But now, she was standing tall, both literally and figuratively.Talia gasped and said, "I see ... my whole life, but this time I wasseen as a girl at birth."Melody giggled and said, "That's part of the gift. As of this moment,only we three remember you having any other life.". “You offered him a blowjob? Sadist much?”“No, I did not,” the catgirl replied a confused look on her face as she stared at the human.“But ... outside ... when she was ... you said not to waste it,” Ren stammered.“Don’t get me wrong, I would love the feel of your cock in my mouth. However, you wouldn’t.” She stuck her tongue out and ran a finger down it, the rasping noise made the hair on the back of the Ren’s neck stand up. “Tender bits don’t like cat tongue, but kitties still like the taste of. ” “A gentleman with a lady,” I replied with a grin. Driving up Interstate 55, we chatted like magpies and soon arrived at the John Hancock building and hopped the elevator to the Signature Room on the 95 th floor. I am not taking this sexy woman to an Olive garden! We both ordered sea scallops which were excellent. The view of Chicago and the lake is breathtaking, but not nearly as exciting as the woman across the table for me and what lies in our immediate future. Don’t ask why I think it’s so.