“At least close the door.”“Fuck no. If the old fart decides to watch, maybe he’ll give me a discount for using this toilet.” He let go of my... coat and tugged my panties over my ass.I looked over the filthy room while he fumbled with his trousers. The sink was red with rust, the toilet brown from having never been brushed. Spiders watched with all eight of their eyes from the corners of the ceiling. A moldy curtain had been bunched to one side of a tiny shower stall.“Call me a nigger.” His voice. Her hush baby. Small enough to keep in her shoulder strap handbag but it packed a wallop if she needed it. She took it everywhere she went. To the beach, to a bar, to somewhere she could get a good meal, and to a gym where she could brush up on her karate.“Good afternoon,” a man smiled at her as she sat at a bar having a Singapore Sling. She looked up at him. He was a very good looking man with long black hair, dark eyes, and a well muscled body. He wore shorts and an unbuttoned shirt. What. .. she-males? A guy who was too powerful for the Brotherhood?" Yes, she is. And just so you don't think I'm hiding something, so am I. And, for the record, we both consider ourselves women."At that point Jenny made her entrance.INT: And what was your first impression of the youngster?Jenny: Disappointment. Not because of anything the girl did, but because I was hoping to spend some time alone with Wanda. But as soon as I was in the room, I wrapped my arm around Wanda's waist and kissed her.. .. are you working undercover today" I greeted her with a smart remark."Oh no ... it's my day off ... can I come in?" she informed me.I stepped back and invited her inside, closing the door behind her.As soon as the door was closed she launched herself at me, plastering her body against mine, pressing her braless tits against my chest. Looping her arm around my neck she drew me into a passionate tongue-filled kiss.I went with the flow, and returned the kiss until our lips parted."I want what.