After all the girls arrivedand we'd settled down some, Susan's mother invited us to enjoy somepizza! There was ice cream and cake and the happy birthd...y song. I thinkthe best part was we were all so close and huggy and touching each other.It felt so comforting to be a part of that group.Susan's mother set up her makeup table after and Susan opened her closetso we could see all her clothes. You can't imagine a bunch of girls allpushing into the closet trying to see all her pretty dresses. Susan. The other woman with the exotic features pushes her shoulders down and straddles her face. The camera zooms out to capture the whole picture. Bare, sweaty flesh. Pale, creamy limbs. A man grabs the woman’s ankle and spreads her legs so that her shaved pussy is on full display. It is swollen and ruby red and so sopping wet it glistens.Clutching at her housekeeping uniform that suddenly feels too tight and too warm, she presses her thighs together and feels her own cunt weeping a droplet of. It read, “Carolina Rollergirls” with this amazing little skull in the middle wearing a helmet. “Like?” She asked, following my eyes to her chest. “Huh?” I said in surprise, ashamed to be caught staring at her chest. “I mean, yes. Are you a rollergirl?” “Yeah, I was. Then that damn movie came out and ruined everything. But actually...I meant did you like my tits. I was kinda thinking you were looking at the girls.” A moment of pause and then we both burst out laughing. “I have to say, I like. No one had any new ideas on who was to blame, so the conversation wasn’t compelling enough to keep me distracted.Leliana arrived a little while later, having decided to come and escort us back to the Chantry; without any discussion, she stayed at my side, chattering away about nothing to take my mind off where we were going. We walked to the main doors of the palace to find a carriage awaiting us; Alistair helped me up, pulling me into his lap for the ride to the Chantry. The closed carriage.