With a clear shot now, Flerrie took it. And her bullet struck the beast in its chest but it did not penetrate the scales. She then drew out her vigile... issue broad sword and charged forward hoping to distract the great lizard just before it could rip its claws and long sharp teeth into me. I’d left my sword cane back at our brothel room in the city, with much of my other traveling possessions, not that the slender blade would have been useful here either. It didn’t fit my cover as a common. Mistress guides me toward what I desire; chastity (mental chastity by only being allowed to edge), feminization, panties and pantyhose, being submissive, and guides me toward my gay side. I decided that I needed to have something in my mouth that resembled a cock. I had to stop at the grocery store on the way home to get dinner and found a nice ripe banana that looked like it would serve nicely as a surrogate cock.Once home I immediately got out of my clothes and into a nice pair of panties. I. ..well, I'd *like* to askyou some questions about what boys think okay?" When Jeanwas uncertain of herself, she often placed an interrogatoryinflection on the last part of her sentences as if to say,"You know?" Only if you share with me...tit for tat, girl. I'lltell you things what you wanna know -- if you tell me what Iwanna know...and no mincing around either. Fair?" It wasalways better to establish the rules of engagement withJean. More often, she was willing to give a little beforethe fact.. Not even a feeble movement to prolong their satisfaction, he was a goner, but from Sandra’s action she wasn’t, she wanted more. Her hips rose, hands massaging his back in hope of stimulating him hoping against odds he might revive his shrinking penis. As his was shrinking mine for some reason wasn’t, at least not as much, sure it had softened almost to the flabby stage but there definitely was rigidity to it. A look of frustration emerged on Sandra’s face, perhaps it was disappointment either.