Yes I am sure of it now. She's judging me, I just know it.What makes her so much better? That she can sit smugly in an empty subway car looking down a... me.I'm just as good as she is!No, not really.She's a Nun, a woman of the faith.Still how can she tell I just got off work?Is the smell of smoke and alcohol that strong?It must be, she couldn't possibly see my outfit beneath these cloths.But she knows, I just know it. The way she keeps looking at me from time to time, with that look of lowly. That all done, up to the room for much needed sleep.We never woke till the next morning, that was when we contacted our friends in the scene there to let them know we had arrived, it was then that we were told a Munch had been arranged for us on the Thursday night & we would get to meet a number of people that would be at the slave auction. We got to meet the Dom that had come down with cancer, he was a great guy & well respected in the Local kink scene.The Munch was a great night to meet &. OooOooo The following day, dad left for work early, and Ellie had a school day, so I hit the town to see what had changed. Predictably for a small mid-west town, the answer was not much. The mall was still struggling to fill its units with stores offering discounts of all sorts. The municipal buildings still looked a little shabby, the streets a little sad, but the folks were still friendly and polite. I was home, and I was happy.I got home and found Ellie’s backpack in the hall so seeing that. A few seconds after the yelp, my body began to relax and Amy began to slow the rubbing, until finally I relaxed completely into a listless puddle, and she just held her hand lightly on my pussy. My hand was still on her crotch but wasnt actively doing anything. Im sorry, I apologized. I forgot to follow your lead. Amy laughed and said, I knew you would. Dont worry, youll get your chance. We lay together for a few minutes, each with her hand on the pussy of the other, and I began to regain some.