Don't you want to wrap you soft sissy hands around it?Watch your fingernails move up and down its length? Lick the wet, mushroomhead, suck on it, coax...out its cream?" Yes, more than anything Joan. Let me touch you, please, let me feel yourhardness. Your cock." I tried to turn the tables on him with, "Do you likemy sissy cock, Joan? Look, it's weeping with joy, looking at yours. It'sso hard, so ready to squirt out. You'd like to lick it, wouldn't you? Tofeel it spasm in your hands? To hold these. She pulled a tank top over her head and topped that with a button up shirt she left open. It hid her arms well and still allowed air to help keep her cool. Bangles were put over her wrists. I thought looking from this distance that it was completely healed."Yeah. I do. But close up..." She turned the bangle I'd been staring at."It won't be long. You're young, healthy."She nodded and brushed her hair. The golden bob was getting longer."You growing that out?" I nodded to her."Yeah. I think I'll. She said " I think there may be something trying to get out of yours"! The lady had obviously noticed that my hard boner in my jeans. I kinda felt myself blush. She asked if I had a girlfriend, to which I replied no. "Oh dear, you must be missing out on a lot" Like what? I replied. At this point she started to run her finger over her groin area on the outside of her skirt." it gets so hot on these last trains" she said, "they have the heating on all day" she then took off her sweater and. “The only opinion that matters is yours. Who gives a sweet flying fuck what I think of him?!!? I fucking hate his guts and I hope he dies in a chemical fire. I’m your ex. Of all the little critters of nature, why would you think I could give an objective opinion?”“Because you’re the smartest person I know. If you REALLY didn’t like him, you’d tell me that something was wrong.”I sat quietly for a moment and she started to worry. “Matt? Are you still there?”“Yeah. I’m still here. So you don’t.