#151746 - The missed call was from my Boss’ secretary, so I phoned her, apologized, and she said it was only to tell me the Boss would be arriving on the first flight in the morning, and she had already spoken with Tinh a few minutes before to arrange a car to bring him straight to the Catholic Church for the service and burial. She closed the last folder – that would be the final ones in the park behind her staff quarters – just as Bo exited the bathroom, a towel wrapped around as a woman would: tightly, to show a small cleavage; he had applied some face make-up and looked so sweet and cute, and in truth, a very pretty woman, though I assumed he had a man’s penis below. “How do you feel, Ming?” I asked as I wrapped my arms around her, then squeezed some soap into my hands and washed her back and neck, and down over her lovely buttocks to her thighs.
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