The first three numbers go to voicemail but the fourth is answered and I ask for a quote for tree trimming of my tree. He says that he can be over tod...ay and get it done on Monday if that is agreeable.I accept his offer and hang up the phone.Later in the afternoon, a work truck shows up in front of my house and a man walks to my house."Good afternoon, I'm Troy and I believe you and I spoke on the phone together." Yes, that is correct. I'm Paul Johnson. Thanks for coming so quickly. Let me show. .well Mike" she said with an unexpected familiarity that surprised him, "it all started when I was sent on an assignment to interview some members of the Magic Circle. Apparently some woman, who used to be a man or something - what do they call them - tran.. transsexu"."Transsexuals!" Tom interrupted her, as his colleagues looked at him in surprise at his knowledge of such things!"Thank you - transsexuals. Well this transsexual, Fay Presto was her name, was after making some sort of history by. Nope. Its no, sir. Fuck you! I spit at him. He let go of my chin. Its the other way around, boy. I shuddered as I realized that he was right. I was the one who got fucked. Now how about saying it properly? Its not that hard. Come on. I looked at him again and said Fuck you, sir He smiled Smart ass, huh? Suddenly he slapped me. The blow was so hard it had me thrown to the other side of the bed and slammed into the wall. As I looked at him, a bit dazed, he grabbed my hair and looked in my eyes,. My heart felt like it was in my throat as I stood in awe of the rich bounty before me. She languidly combed her fingers through her pussy patch, curling a particularly long strand around her index finger as she lazily thrummed her engorged clitoris with a well-manicured thumb. "I was just wondering if you might want to have a go with this here hairy beaver of mine." As she spoke she scooped a finger full of her heavy juices and rubbed them lightly around the rim of her gash. "Do you have it.