At the same time, Jackie Maygood, a recently elected Member of Parliament, was finishing a conversation in an office tucked away at the rear of the Pr...me Minister’s residence in Downing Street“I’m glad you’re seeing things differently.” Claire Dobell-Bull’s smile - unlike the rest of her - was thin. It had been a difficult conversation but these things had to be done. One of the problems with a parliamentary democracy was that you had to go on winning votes in the House and there were always. “Would you make a pass at her if I weren't here?” I still couldn’t tell how she was feeling. I didn’t know what to say. I decided to test the waters. “Yeah, I might buy her a drink.” “Would you fuck her?” She emphasized the word “fuck,” so that it came out hard and harsh and fricative. “I might,” I said, not sure if I should be venturing into this arena or not. Val got the oddest expression on her face. I was utterly unable to read what it meant. It was like the face of someone I didn’t know.. "Hey, I love your selections. Pink! Ya favorite color? Did you try onthe camisole? Do you have a boyfriend? Is he cute'?I quickly left the store with my Charlotte Russe bag in hand walkingfast, almost running, with tears in my eyes!At the stripper boutique, it was worse.I felt like a slut.Only men were there, and they were laughing to themselves as I tried tofind a pair of 5" pink heels to fit.As I tried on several pairs and look at the shoes in a low shoe mirror,the burly, ugly man behind. Tina opened her legs in silent permission. She liked feeling him against her, and when they were together like this, she really felt like he loved her. She realized that deep inside she didn't feel lonely anymore and wondered when that feeling went away. She felt him press his half sleeping penis against her lips and decided she really wanted to feel it against her. She lifted her leg higher, and opened her lips with her fingers and pressed him against her vagina and clit. When she was happy.