This was her last shot. She still hadn't heard from the home health facility from the day before, but was hopeful that they left a message at her hote...l.Just then a slender, older woman stepped into the waiting area."Abigail Williams?"Abigail stood up with a smile. "Yes, ma'am." The two women shook hands."Welcome. I'm Clair Barlow. We've talked on the phone." Yes, Ms. Barlow. It's nice to finally meet you." Please, call me Clair." Clair motioned for Abigail to follow her into the hallway.. So finish done up and well-maintained like somebody's mistress on her profile photo.. however when I took a closer look on her page. I noticed it said trans. I instantly got a huge boner despite the taboo and how leftfield it was to do something like this the fact that she looked as so feminine really turn me on.. I talked and flirted with her for about a month before the discovery and she seemed very eager to fuck however she didn't say what she really was. I continue talking to her until one. There was no way she was going through what happened to her last time. Once was already one too many times. She will have to live with that for the rest of her life. Leah reasoned she wouldn't get peace until these motherfuckers pay for everything they have done, not just to her, but every other innocent victim before Leah. Leah was left alone for the rest of the day. Even with pills kicking in, her body was still in pain. She returned to her bed to lie down. This was how she spent the next few. "Is someone there?" you ask again, more frighten."Of course someone's here, Mr... Bauer." an unknown voice replies as astrip of duct tape are placed over your mouth. You nearly jump out ofyour skin, as you try to pull your head away from hands but it's toolate."MMMMPH! MMMMPH!" you grunted. "No... Can I call you Glen? Or how aboutGlenda?" you hear the female voice ask followed by laughter."At 5:15, I was at your friend's house and picked up this tape, whichshe never heard, from her answering.