I wasn't like her, she had said. I wasweighing her down, she had said.My eyes filled up, but I didn't want to cry. I wasn't that big a sissy.Well, may...e I was.I wept.* *"She was mean to you," Lauren said. "Forget about it." Sissies aren't built to forget insults," I said. "We wear them." You've put up with as much shit as she has," Lauren said. "I wonder if shewas married to a stone bitch like Polly? That would teach her." Leave Polly alone. I deserved to get left." Yeah, right. And the fact. As I said at the beginning, this 'was' supposed to be a typical day forEileen. This is where her normal day stopped. It was Two o'clock and thedoorbell rang. An odd time for it to ring, she would have to pick herkids up from school in about a half hour. Maybe it was another motherasking if she could pick up her kids for the afternoon. "Coming!" shecalled out snickering to herself, about cumming three times alreadyearlier in the morning.She opened the door to a... policeman? Her heart skipped a. As she looked at the show, her phone rang.“Hello,” answered the thirty-three year-old educator answered.“Hey, sexy,” said a deep, powerful voice with a New York accent. “What’s up?”“Just got back home. I’m relaxing in front of the TV.”“Sounds good, sweetheart. Feel like some company?”“Sure! Come on over.”“Alright! I’m on my way.”Across town, Elise pulled into the parking lot of the building where her company leased space on the third floor. She swiped her access badge to gain entry. She rode up. Her top was also wrap-around style; one piece crossing over the other, separating the breasts and the ties wrapped around the body and tied in a bow at the front. She wasn’t wearing a bra because her nice firm tits simply didn’t need it, even though it meant her nipples were beautifully obvious and a close look showed her dark areolas!Prior to the flight Sue had taken a few cocktails in the departures and she was mellow and a bit sleepy. I was sorry to see we didn’t have a row of three seat.