He was looking sorry. Like a lost puppy. Tears streamed from her eyes. She was sweating."Look bitch. I've seen you fucking everything and anything tha...t can walk. I hate whores like you. I'm going to make you realize what fucking can be. Do you understand me?"Cleo glared at him despite her tears.Michael punched her right in the eye. Cleo's head snapped back and hit the backrest. The blow left her dizzy."Don't look at me like that." Michael was in her face. "You understand me?"Cleo blinked,. I had always wanted to have a girl sit on my face and rub her pussy on my mouth. I got on the bed and slid under her until my face was just inches below her dripping hole. It was only then I notice that she had a thick red bush which I had never seen before. The contrast of her red hair, white skin and puffy pink lips made her fanny look delicious. I didn't even have to ask her for what I wanted. She just sunk her cunt down onto my mouth and the instant it made contact her juices flowed all. What happened here on Wednesday? The cleaningcrew came in Thursday morning and there was blood on the floor of thewomen's bathroom. Carol is spreading rumors that you were probablysuicidal because you would be going back to being a man next week andthis must have been a failed attempt or something. She says she saw youin the bathroom late on Wednesday, but you were fine when she left. Ithink she is trying to discredit you for some reason. Does this make anysense to you?" Oh shit, that lying. We went to the merchant to ask a few questions, discovered the body, and had to kill the merchant. The smell of death in the little house was overpowering, and I stumbled outside, retching, while the rest of the group searched for supplies. I really hate being a wuss. Zevran had followed, curiously, but stayed at a distance while I vomited. I briefly wondered what he thought about my evident weakness, but decided not to ask.It occurred to me at some point that I had no idea how much coin we had.