One day a young girl sat in the same carriage and she had a short skirt and I mean SHORT! SHORT!, short enough so that if she crossed her legs the whi...e triangle of her panties would be on show, of course we didn't ignore her, who could, we`re men and that magic white triangle is the 8th wonder of the male world, but even still most male eyes were cast on our glamorous grilf and I think she knew this, she had such a way in her manor and the way she carried herself and the way men admired her. “Ouch!” he shouted, jumping back, ripping himself out of my mouth as quickly as he could. Okay, I suppose that made sense – he didn’t know I was in the process of having an attitude adjustment. I jumped up quickly, laughing and wanting to explain, but I saw immediately I’d pushed him too far. He tackled me, and down we went. To everyone else we looked like we were playing, slipping on the slimy bottom as many others were. To us, this had suddenly become intensely serious. Extreme lust and his. “But, you’re - he -““Don’t make me ask twice, pet.”I know she can hear it in my voice. She knows my shadows better than almost anyone.“Take a cab. I don’t want you driving.”I hold it together for the ride over. Barely. I use the side gate…“Undress. Join us,”“I’m sorry, Mistress.”“Hush.”“It’s alright, sweet pea.” He’s drunker than her. Not that he’s drunk. Tipsy. I join them,. "Oopth! Thowwy! Exthcuthe me!" PJ burped loudly tooand they both giggled.When the women finished their lunches - and their conversation - theytook their plates and glasses to the kitchen, then returned to theplaypen. The overgrown toddlers looked up innocently at their mummies,their dummies busily bobbing in the mouths as they noisily sucked. Janestood next to the barred railing and she was tall enough in hertowering heels to easily poke her right arm over the top, all the wayto her armpit..