He roared with anger in his head as she flinched in pain, the bleeding stopping on her torn flesh, but the skin turning violent shade of purple and bl...ck around the bite. ‘Did he hurt you’ Bruni paused, composing himself, ‘anywhere else?’ Bracing himself for the worse. That he may not have been early. A small shake of her head was all Eleanor could manage, the intensity of this giant being so close to her, crouched in the mud beside her, tending her skin with the tender touch she would not have. It is Sally's birthday - (Simon's femmename was Sally) - and she suggested we should come here to celebrate.That's why we are all dressed up in our best party gear." The two"girls" - (who gave their names as Nathalie and Tanya) - told us theywere regulars and came over from Dalston.We were soon all chatting away like old friends and, between us, Stanand I gleaned a lot about the London transgender scene. Fortunately thereality wasn't too far removed from what I had invented for "FlatMates";. She snagged a bottle of wine from the upstairs and opened it up. She poured each of us a glass and we started talking, listening to music. It was about an hour or two later when she asked me something interesting. " Do you think I am sexy?" she asked " Of course I do... you are super hot! Look at you, and your body...." " You look at me like that? I am your sister." She said. I felt like a horny little perv.... " well you asked? I am sorry for going off like that. Why are you asking me that. Also, she had a bunch of very small, loose gym shorts she would wear with no panties. If she sat Indian-style, her pussy was partially exposed because the thin piece of material was not enough to cover it. She would sit that way, on purpose, to see if anybody would notice. Guys would pass by and some would stop and gawk. She and I would pretend that we didn’t notice them. She would sit with her legs spread and her pussy partially exposed for them to look at. It became a game for us to see how.