Dinner was great, and we had Natalie's homemade apple pie for dessert.She pushed the leftovers on me. "Leah loves my pies," she said. I wasstuffed, an... thanked her profusely.Leah called me to say she was on the 8:49 train. Meeting at the station,she gave me a big kiss and we went home. We were both pretty exhausted,so we pretty much fell into bed after I took a shower and she read themail. "Oooh, let's check out all the new channels we get," she said,clicking on the TV. There were a few extra. "I thought that it might help to talk withHeather about her experiences... to consult with her about Bill..."Brenda just could not take her eyes off of Heather. Not that she was sopretty (she was) but Brenda was completely stunned that this woman infront of her used to be a man - John... the husband of her friendCathleen. Heather crossed her legs and tried to relax. She was obviously a bituncomfortable.Brenda finally spoke. "I apologize for staring, Heather. You are justso gorgeous. But I. I then realised, looking over through a window in the door, that the guard was watching and we'd both stopped the conversation. He could clearly see my pussy being pleasured under the table and my foot rubbing away at the cock of this murderer. Ian noticed my shock and sudden reluctance to continue and smiled a gorgeous half-mouth smile and laughed again in his chesty way "A wee deal!" he almost shouted at me "I can do what ever the fuck I want to, if this dirty fucking screw can watch, aye?". A completely naturalistic piece, she promised. No tortured soul clawing its way through the twisted bronze. She threatened to do the twins but they refused with a laugh. “Sorry, darlin’, we don’t get our kit off for anyone but our wives,“ Niall had replied. Angela had been surprised, she didn’t know they were both married. “That leaves Martin,” said Liam. “You could just twist some of those bronze rods into a big knot of spaghetti and say it was a portrait of a lawyer’s mind.” This sparked off.