The girls hadn't been idle either, they'd been decorating a room we'd decided would be used as a nursery, it was between what would eventually be mine... and Jill's room on one side and a slightly smaller room, which would be mum's on the other.They'd done really well, the room looked beautiful, all pink and with teddy bears and furry little creatures as part of the wall paper, it looked beautiful, but I think we were all thinking ahead to the day when we would have to take to our own rooms.As if. "I know, right? And you....you must be Ricky! I've heard so much about you!" Zyla said."Yeah. That's me. Ricky! What did you hear about me? All good things I hope," I said.Zyla and I hugged each other. I felt her huge breasts press against my chest. We broke up our hug."Wow. Can I just say that you look exactly like a REAL woman?" I said.Zyla laughed and smiled at me."Ha ha. Yeah, that was kind of the plan when I had gotten my sex change," Zyla said."Yeah, but...it's fucking incredible work. But I obediently bent over as I heard her putting the lube on a finger. “Now, there is going to be some pressure. You need to just relax. “ I heard her say as her left hand opened the cleft of my ass and a finger on her right hand began to open me up. She knew what she was doing and I have to admit thinking I just wished she would use that other hand to start stroking me. But all too soon she was done and had left the room to allow me to clean up and get dressed. Mr. Smith, we have one more. " She had been researching Wilson Fisk since the age of fifteen, and had discovered that he ran New York's largest crime syndicate and had his fingers dipped inside every racket the town had to offer. She knew that prostitution was a big part of Fisk's income and he wouldn't hesitate to use her as a sex slave."What do you want?" she asked while keeping a stern composure. She didn't want to appear afraid, but a meeting with the Kingpin would be her end. "For starters, I want to know your name. I.