"Oh shit, I'm sorry. Listen for a minute and then I'll shut my bigmouth. If you are trying to look like a man wearing woman's clothes andresenting it... you are doing fine, but at least stand up straight andtrim that hair coming through the neckline. Sorry. Here's the copying.Shout if you have any questions."For two hours I stood in front of a copier feeding it paper, picking upthe collated and stapled copies, and feeling my legs and feet ache moreand more as unfamiliar shoes with one inch heels. It was a trick that worked every time. He was now not only excited but also relaxed enough to join her on the massive bed which he did. She held him and let him feel her naked body pressed to his. His hands softly roamed her most private parts and it was evident he was enjoying their encounter. She rolled on top and intended to become one with him but the erection was suddenly gone. Maybe she had moved too quickly and startled him, she thought. He was clearly embarrassed and she felt badly for. ‘We’ve been trying to contact him on the air, but he’s not responding,’ Wing replied. ‘Of course, since his unit’s here, I guess we know why, don’t we?’ Alex sent two of the patrol units back to their regular duties, while he and the rest of his little task force returned to the Sheriff’s Office to figure out what they were going to do next. ‘You think he might be at the Burke woman’s house?’ Tim asked as he and Alex drove back to the office. ‘Good idea, Tim, he might be,’ Alex said. ‘You think. After finishing on my both hands, lady said we still need to do those feet. I cried and begged but it only makes her more and more excited. She took the needle and showed it to me. She can see the horror in my eyes but she was enjoying every moment of it. Then she starts placing needle into my right foot fingers. These needles are slightly greater than those are in my hands. At the time she is finished, I was nothing just a sobbing slave, whose throat is so sore more screaming that I am unable.