They carried on watching the match, and Matt came to join them, sitting down on the other side of Amy. He was quiet, which was unlike the normally ebu...lient Matt. ‘You OK, mate?’ asked Danny. Matt nodded, he seemed to be blushing slightly, ‘Good, thanks. Ummm, it’s been a long day. How are you feeling, Amy?’ Amy yawned, ‘Brighter than I usually feel at four in the morning, but not by much.’ ‘Ummm, would you like a drink?’ Amy held up the pint of bitter she had been nursing, ‘I’m struggling.’. I put on one of the skirts, and just when I was getting ready to complete the look there was a knock on the door. I didnt think. With all the events of the last 24 hours, I just went to the door and opened it. The guy with the tray had to be barely out of high school. He was over six foot tall, black, very attractive, and standing in front of him was me, in a bra and a skirt. I saw his eyes move up and down my body. You ordered something to eat? Yes, you can put it on the table. He walked past. "Well now gentlemen, that's quite the bitch you got there." A homeless man mentioned as he walked closer to leer. "Haven't seen a cunt like that since my infantry days in 'Nam."Dennis and Mason had stopped while Abby was attempting to right herself. Mason stepped on her neck this time, pushing her face into the asphalt and stopping her movements as he conversed. "Thank you for serving our country sir. I'm sorry to see a military man like yourself has fallen on hard times." Well, it's not to. I started fantasizing about what it would be like if Brandy and I were in the place they were in. I know I would not loose on purpose, I hate loosing anything. I know Brandy is the same way. I wonder how bad those clamps are, God they would be horrible on your nipples I bet, and the weight, no way. Oh shit, could you imagine having something hanging from your clit and lips down there. And think about it stretching them down as it did. Fuck, I was getting wet thinking about it.Then the MC had.