Starr was sitting in a chair, in tears, under a blanket, her clothes in tatters on the floor, a bruised eye and bloody face. The John was sitting in a...other chair, surrounded by Dave Kelly and two other brawny security men. This Dave had some nice build. I briefly wondered how he was hung, then blanked it out of my find. You already know that I prefer women. Still... I wanted to go to Starr and hug her, comfort her, let her know that she was safe. But first I opened my purse, took out my knife. She smiled. "Not for them, but for you I will."She sat up and unashamedly unbuttoned her shirt and shrugged out of it. Her utilitarian white bra bulged with soft skin. She reached behind her and undid the clip, shrugging her shoulders to let the cups fall and the straps slide down her arms. The bra ended up in her hand and she froze as he stared. These were young, vibrant breasts. It wasn't that Martha and June and Betty were old and baggy or anything. Quite the opposite, actually. All three. Perhaps weshould have him buy himself some lingerie of his own. Why if this keeps up,we will all be able to share each other's clothes!" "Lift your slip so we can see your panties and your stockings,Barbie." said Annie. I guess I wasn' t quick enough because she said it again and thistime it was a command, not a request. I slowly lifted my slip so that thelacy hem of the the slip revealed the white skin of my thighs where thenylon stockings and my panties came together. I was. Stan was soon taking the money from the next customer while Bob formed his next wrap.Stix smiled at the odd couple, “Thank you, Bob.”Bob nodded, “Thank you. I hope your travels are happy.”Stix and Stone went back to the fruit seller and purchased the fruit they wanted. Stix also insisted on paying for the pawpaw that she has splatted over the obnoxious man. The fruit seller had noticed what Stix had done with the street urchin. She even felt ashamed that a stranger had helped the boy when no.