It framed her face in soft curls. Green eyes held the promise of mischief and glimmered in the moonlight. The bitch was a fox.Rhonda knew she looked g...ood. Not like some teeny bopper with a boy butt and "mouth full" titties. or like a bimbo with big floppy tits and a fat ass. She was a seductive package of soft round curves and warm, smooth skin. Best of all, she knew that she had the best ass on the planet. Very round, very firm, poking out behind her, pouty, begging to be carressed. She knew. "I... couldn't help it." Where are you?" I'm... actually, I'm here. I'm staying in a hotel. I thought I would have enough self-control to come here and not call you... but I didn't." I'm dying to see you." Laura... could we meet some place in public? Like, you know, where we won't be tempted? I just want to see you so badly." Oh Brandi, of course."They met at a coffee shop Laura knew that was a few blocks away from Brandi's hotel. Brandi looked spectacular, as always. She wore form-fitting. She is always talking to me and now that it is all out in the open I can talk to her the way that I’ve never been able to before. In the next couple of weeks my feminization continued under Deena’s supervision. I was waxed that very day, and the next two days was finding me clothes. She had packed up all my mens clothes, and I couldn’t really pass yet. Deena didn’t act like she cared, and I found out nobody else did either. I actually was more calm, I describe it as being “softer” if that makes. You have a feeling of awe and respect the way the man spoke and conducted himself.The Chief and I went to the judge's chambers and were immediately ushered in. He smiled and said, "Was that the approach you wanted me to take?" Perfect, Judge. I appreciate that you are giving us a quick look at who might be running out before it's discovered that no bail will be given and the prisoner is long gone. If some have bugged out, we'll have an earlier, warmer trail."The older man said, "I'm not.