She was dressed in the work uniform dark slacks, white shirt, thin black tie, and suit jacket. She was always more comfortable in clothes like this. Donna bought her one outfit, short red leather skirt, fish net stockings, and a clingy top. Brandi didn't have enough tits to fill the preformed cups but she did look hot in it.

"This is official D O D business."

"So you're not going there to find someone else."

Brandi massaged the tit. "Of course not, tonight I'm going to fuck up your cunt."

"You promise."

"Yes."

They kissed; Brandi twisted the nipples and then left. She couldn't believe that it was the middle of the afternoon and the club was packed. She got a few looks. Brandi was pretty with a flawless complexion and for some it was a turn on for her to dress like a man, especially Donna. There were a couple of drag queens that looked good. It was a place where biology didn't' dictate how you dressed. As she walked pass the bar a woman said, "Let me buy you a drink." She was a little person, pretty, wearing a very short one piece dress and the push up bra had the big mounds sticking out the top.

Brandi smiled and said, "Sorry, I'm on duty."

Capri was sitting in a booth. There were two flaming T-girl's sitting on each side of her. They had huge implants bulging out of the tight tops. There skirts were pushed up and she had her hands in the panties feeling their cocks.

Brandi took out her id and said, "Brandi Williams Department of Defense."

"I suppose my father sent you."

"Yes, so let's go."

"I'm an adult I can do what I want."

"Not my watch."

Brandi moved the suit coat slowly around so they could see the weapon. She brought out the handcuffs. "We can do this the hard way or the easy way, your choice."

The two T-girls quickly go up and left. Brandi took her arm and escorted her out. As they walked to the car Capri said, "That was Carlos and Antowan, weren't they luscious. I so wanted them to fuck me and let me suck on those tits."

"Does your father know what you are doing? Of course, he doesn't. I thought you were religious?"

"That's his thing not mine."

As they drove, Capri told her how terrible it was to attend a Puritan college. It was constant bible study, classes on religion, a complete and total bummer. When they got to her house, she said. "You better make sure I get in ok."

Brandi followed her inside and didn't think it was a problem following her into the bedroom until she took off the top, slid off the yoga pants, got on the bed and spread her legs. Her tits were small but pointy and looked like they stuck out a foot. The big ripe nipples were sticking out just begging to be sucked.

"I know you want me. I remember the way you used to look at me. The way you are looking at me right now."

"I'm involved with someone."

"So." She reached down and spread the thin pink lips exposing the inside. "It aches."

"You're naughty."

"Yes, I think you like it." She got on her stomach. "I'm such a bad girl you need to spank me. There are some belts in the closet so you can discipline me."

Brandi looked at the ass, big round cheeks, long deep crack; it would be nice to suck on.