Daddy turned in his papers.Somebody, maybe Bulldog, maybe the mayor, made a call and Daddy was now a contract consultant, still on the Job. It was a n...o-show assignment, but of course he would show up anyway, somehow earn those last few paychecks.It made me ache to see the physical changes. He was sort of hunched, just a little. His eyes weren’t dull, not exactly, but they didn’t have that Jennings twinkle. Or maybe my imagination had put in for some overtime.FBI Special Agent in Charge, Hank. I raised the hammer above head height and then stopped myself. I'm being really silly about this. I can just get rid of the thing, sell it to someone else. It's probably pretty valuable after all. A few bad dreams aren't much to worry about if I can make a lot of money out of it.I put the hammer down. It would be foolish to break the thing. I need to see an expert in these things and get it valued.Happier now I'd made a decision, I went back to bed. FridaySoon after I got up I called work and. I dressed in my sexiest underwear and left for the parking house, I entered the mens room, 2 men were there , I turned red and said sorry wrong room, smiled and left… I waited till I saw them leave and quickly ran in to the mens room I entered the same stall as the day before and quickly removed my paints and hung them on a hook , I sat down and look through the hole to see the same young man this time in a hot red body suit, stroking a cock that was sticking through the hole on the other. She now thought of herself as a girl and lived as one despite having the all-important indicator of her dual sexuality. She mimicked me in nearly everything and for all practical purposes was deemed to be a girl. Her new passport had arrived so there would be no problems with immigration or police.The onset of Bernadette's femininity had had some unexpected results. Her sister Jeanette no longer felt threatened by her newly found sister and had resumed sleeping with her. I had a few.