Besides you’re the lucky man. Let’s see that photograph of that beautiful fiancée of yours again.’ Michael showed Jack the photo of a striking ...young lady. As Jack looked at it, he was struck with a feeling of envy. Michael had described her in great detail and she seemed like the perfect match. It was plain to see that Michael was in love with her and had great plans for the future. A life after this. Jack handed it back. ‘No, Mike, you are the lucky man.’ Lt. Percival removed his hat and wiped. ”She grinned,“Well that means we can share then, this is way too much for me.”Something was different about her attire, it was a black shirt and beige cargo pants, but she has worn it before. She pulled a chair up to my desk and placed the box down, pulling open the lid in the same motion, inside was two sandwiches and a few slices of meat. From the bottom pockets of her pants she drew out two cans of cooldrink,“I noticed you drink diet Coke, so I got two, one for you and one for me.”I. Now engorged and feeling every slight touch I'm journey down my stomach. My fingertips find my bare mound. A flashback of your face buried in this very place has me splaying my legs as wide as I can. The crush of cool air hits my warm wet center and goosebumps fill my skin causing my already painfully hard nipple to get harder. The pain is so pleasurable I reach down and collect some of my juices and rub it onto my erect nipples. My right hand is already strumming my hard clit. Gentle. So my top half is female and the bottom half is male." You're mad," whispered Michael.In response Paul started removing his blouse. Michael started to protest but Paul ignored him. He didn't like having to do this at all, but he had to give some proof or Michael was going to consider him a lunatic.He could feel Michael's eyes crawling over his breasts. He hated them. Every slightest movement they made reminded him of what Anne had done to him. She had stripped him of his near perfect male.