“Nice ass.” She thinks to herself, looks down at her feet walking on the lot and then lets out a little giggle. She watches him discretely as he d...sappears into the woods on a little path. Kelly puts the key into the door and unlocks the bathroom. She pushes the door open revealing a beautifully new tiled bathroom. It’s clean and smells fresh as daisies and doesn’t even look like it’s ever been used. She makes her way to the toilet, coats it with tissue and sets down. Relieved, she looks for. He was laying on his back with his pacifierin his mouth. The extra bulky cloth diapers Mel had put on him lastnight were far more bulky now. He couldn't bring his legs anywhere neareach other if he tried... which he didn't bother to do. He had no doubtthe diapers would be very heavy once he got to his feet. The bra he waswearing, that helped support the breast forms that were glued onto him,itched a bit at the side. He scratched momentarily at it. He brieflythought about the delightful. .. been a calming influence.I went to our room and read a bit.When Rachel arrived, I told her about my day and about my anger."You're like Thor," she said. "Your first impulse is always to strike, rarely physically, but frequently verbally. You were already like that in school." Like Thor?" Remember the Old Norse stories? The one about the builder – like in Wagner's Rheingold?"In the beginning, after the gods had established Midgard and built Valhalla, there came a smith and offered to make. Davina slid off his desk and tried to harness her boobs, her eyes flashing to him and back to Simon in a blind panic.“You stupid bastard Cowl. Now what’s going to happen. He’ll tell every fucker,” she muttered, at last managing to pull her jacket across her chest. She concentrated on sorting out the tight stage trousers, that had remained stubbornly caught round the high heel of her shoe. “I can’t risk the papers getting hold of this.” “The papers won’t hear of it - will they Weir?” said Simon,.