This further pushed herinto a semi-confused shell of remorse and guilt that ate at her conscience like rats in the basement weakening the foundation o... her mental stability.Rowena did her best to bring her back up out of the doldrums of her despair but the damage done in the incident was compounded by the cavalier attitude of the Sheriff’s deputy that did his best to shift the blame to poor Lady Elaine in an attempt to give cover to King John’s highly valued mercenary forces. She sensed it. "Nah, have a seat girl." He lustfully looked up at the curvaceous girl."Okay, I'll see you when we arrive then." Thomas looked down at Joana who kind of ignored him as she was paying attention to the black guy."Mmm, those look homegrown," The black guy told Joana as he looked down at her breasts."They are, my grandmother had really huge boobs," Joana told him as Thomas started looking for a seat at the back of the bus."Why don't you take those big titties out." Thomas watched and listened for. .I found him like that yesterday in his mother's lingerie! Also, it’s called a sissy!”He sat down and put his red nylon pantyhose on while he was all red-faced.“Oh...Sissies like to suck big cock, right?”I nodded. “Some do. Well, thank you again for your help with my little Janice here!”“Ah. No problem. You come in anytime!”He quickly put on his sweatpants and sneakers again and we left the salon. “Oh my god, that was so fucking embarrassing!”“But she told me you enjoyed it? And I like the part. I touched my lips to his warm shoulder blade and inhaled. He smelled of sex, of the masculine fragrance of our combined sweat and juices. It emanated from the sheets we lay upon and hung faintly in the air. A cool breeze blew in through the open window and with it the unfathomable stillness of the sleeping city outside, cautioning those few who dared stir at such an hour not to disturb its slumber. Sometimes the necessity to be quiet can be a nuisance, but at that moment I found it highly.