She shut her eyes, trying to block out the monster in front of her. Suddenly, she felt Will jerked off of her. She heard a glass-shattering crash agai...nst the back wall of the bar and opened her eyes to see James standing over Will who had fallen to the floor amidst the broken glass. Will tried to scramble to his feet, lunging at James in the process. James’ face was set in a hard line, Sarah could see the tension in his clenched jaw and the anger in his eyes. He easily sidestepped Will, who. His hand on my shoulder, then around to the nape of my neck, pulling me closer, the other hand still framing my face, stroking my hair. He steps back, my legs make contact with the bed. I can feel his arousal against my tummy. He stands a foot taller than me, he leans down to continue kissing me. His hands pull me to him, feeling the warmth of his body against mine for the first time. He breaks the kiss, eyes on mine. "Does this please you?" I mutter an affirmative response, slightly blown away. Beverly had also seen enoughtransphobia and bigotry to know that there were many people who neededher help, and that everybody she helped would have individual needs she'dlikely never see in another person.The first client she met on that Monday morning would certainly provethat point."Hello!" The long-haired young woman said in her thick Manchester accentas she entered the office."Hello Natalie, please take a seat," Beverly replied. Natalie was one ofBeverly's more intriguing clients, and. You could at least make sure I have a good time before you decide to mess up my fucking garden. Get your fucking fingers out of me. I'd make you lick my pussy but you'd probably spunk in those ridiculous shorts as well." Uh, sorry baby, we can carry on, I mean..." I can't be bothered. Fucking little boys! This has happened three times to me now. I said get those fucking fingers away from me! You don't know what you're doing with them anyway. Just go home. I might call you, but I wouldn't hold.