Separated. And yeah, he’s bringing a friend for Michelle,” she finished, giving me a sheepish grin.“Really? Separated, huh?” My heart sank eve... further. I sat in the front seat of her car looking down at my clasped hands in my lap, doing my best to keep the hurt from showing.“Yeah, you should try it as well if you’re not having luck so far,” she said, taking a hit from her pipe.“I hadn’t thought of that, to be honest. I’ll give it a go and see what happens.”*This is fucking bullshit, I said to. I really enjoyed the large wildlife oil paintings, they looked ancient in their gilded frames, but the art itself was talented and timeless.“This place is old but quite nice,” I said quietly to my Mom as we approached the second floor.She turned her gaze on me briefly and gave me a small smile, “Yeah, a little too old for my tastes, but it is quite elegant.”“I seriously hope that this guy is good. No matter that I’m innocent, I still don’t feel like that’s necessarily enough. These cops have a. "All done for now, up you get so we can put your lovely pyjamas on thatyou were so keen to wear last night." she said displaying a beamingsmile.Standing beside the cot I watched as she went to one of the drawers,returning holding not my boy PJ's but these sissy looking little things.I knew not to push my luck any further, so said nothing."Aren't these to most gorgeous pyjamas for our sissy to wear to beddarling?" as she hold them before me. "Yes take hold of them darling Iknow how you love. The touch was slow, but it lit a fire in my belly. One of his large, strong hands drifted up to cup my breast, thumb rubbing slowly over my covered flesh.Our respective undergarments and my top were the only things separating us, and I shivered to feel against my thigh the slow, hot pulse of his erection.His hand drifted back down, and tugged gently at my waistband. I slipped the panties off and pulled my top off too, leaving the clothing forgotten on the floor as he captured my mouth again,.