Allen's armsnaked out and pinched her posterior. She tensed up for a moment, thengiggled and said over her shoulder as she walked away, "I'm going to ...etyou back for that."They parted ways. Cynthia had one or two things to do before she couldgo. The store had not been very busy that day and business wasn'texpected to pick up so there weren't very many people working the store.Finally she made her way to the back room. She put her name tag into herlocker and took out her jacket when someone. .. it hurt like hell."You Pendejo, what are you waiting for? Let the rehearsal commence. Get your faggot mouth around my pene and start sucking."I immediately wrapped my lips around her penis and started working my tongue around the head and under the foreskin. Her cock was erect in seconds fully filling my mouth with warm throbbing flesh... I barely had room to move my tongue around and she apparently realized that and pulled her dick out far enough that I could massage the head with my lips. She had two pair of boxers for the weekend, but the briefs made her smile. She donned them and a white tee shirt. She then put on the navy blue over the calf socks. She looked in the mirror and decided she was now Paul. She put on her/his new white dress shirt and the pants for her blue pinstripe suit. She tucked in her shirt and went back into the bathroom to use the mirror as he knotted his tie. Paul combed his hair down and over. He sprayed it a little to keep it "guy looking". He looked. His hand was cramped and numb where he gripped his greatsword, but he dare not sheath it yet. Even as the blood leaked from his wounded forearm, spilling down his fingers, dripping in little crimson droplets from the pommel of his blade, he would not let go. For her part, Silmaria’s heart beat so hard that she could feel the pressure of the blood hammering in her temples, threatening to drown out the beating of their horses’ hooves. She felt certain that at any moment pursuit would be on them.