“Yes; pretty, ginger…. Definitely never been interfered with; I’ll put you on the future suitors list then. Bye for now.” Across the town in ... huge Victorian town house, Greville Hambleton, about to go riding stood with crop in hand as he put the phone down. His cock was stiffening nicely as he thought of his other favourite pastime; tight little ginger bottoms which belonged to debutant t-girls. He would attend the academy shortly and have an incognito viewing of the new redheaded sissy. I wonder if she's coming on to me, but then decide that she's just being nice, the friendly-flirty bartender.Looking around, I realize it's more crowded than I thought. The dance floor is essentially empty (I assume that will pick up later), but I notice there are darker spots around the perimeter that are more populated - two women together in several spots, a larger group in one area, and a number of single women at tables. I wonder if the single women are waiting for friends or if they are. After, I had to pull some files for the Auditor on six. And then I had a meeting with one of my clients in another building.It was after six pm by the time I got back to my desk. There were a couple real requests and a couple vid requests. And a whole day's recording to review. I scrolled back to the beginning of the day and opened my pants.First of all, I noticed that the bathroom was busier than usual. Not constant, of course, but like more people were being forced to come down here. The. With great care, Hannibal presses his mouth to the cut, his tongue lapping tenderly at the wound. Unexpectedly, Will’s lips part on a sigh; he feels…...connected to Hannibal in this moment. Encouraged, Hannibal softly closes his lips over Will’s neck, drawing the flesh into his mouth, sucking lightly. Will releases a choked sob, overcome by the primal need Hannibal awakens in him; he is surprised to feel his cock twitch with arousal under Hannibal’s gentle suckling.Hannibal releases his hold on.