"All right, listen. You're gonna call that number. I don't want them hearing my voice. You tell them we saw Harker at this here gas station. Give them... the plate number so you sound legit. And you ask them if there's a reward. If they say no, you hang up- no wait, you tell then you're gonna hang up if-" I got it," Bethany said. She got out of the car and called the number on her cell phone, while Neil watched her carefully."San Amaury Police Department," a voice greeted."Hi, I have information. .I checked out a skirt. Now mind you, I had always had a healthy appetite for the ladies. And at age 32, a single, successful attorney who stood 6'1", a trim, athletic 160 pounds, with a full head of close-cropped brown hair, the ladies sometimes looked back. But it was always in good, innocent fun. Until her... I preferred to stand on the evening commute home. I liked to look across the train and see what was on the menu. On that particular evening, however, I didn't need to look. The breast pads were sewn into it, and combined with the hip padding, it gave him a very convincing figure. There was a slit at the base that would allow Andy to use the facilities, and attached garters to hold up his stockings.?Wow!? exclaimed Andy as he looked at his body. He walked around and was impressed with how comfortable it was. It seemed to move with him. ?It?s come out even better than I thought it would. I made some similar to this one back when I helped the local theater, but this. With her fingers playing in my long hair, she parted her lips and flicked out her tongue, brushing my bottom lip. Oh, fuck. I couldn't believe this was happening and I breathed deeply as I met her kiss with the pent-up force of a young man long denied the taste of passion. A switch had been thrown in my mind. It was as if my shackles had been sundered and I stepped forward, forcing her back against the wall. A point of no return had been reached and the kiss we shared could only lead to.