John was semi hard and Nick was limp. Nick put his hands on Jill's shoulders and pushed her down. "You know what we want, Slut. Get the fuck at it.... Jill looked at me again and I motioned for her to continue. Jill reached out and touched her first black cock. Then her lips encircled the head. Her natural urges took over. She took as much as she could in her mouth and she slid it in and out of her mouth while sucking hard. You could see her cheeks pull in as she sucked. Jill had never. Walking, slouching — maybe Roland will put a little gimp in your step.”“That’s all?”“No, tattoos too. Melissa will give you some ink. Not a lot, nothing that shows.”“But temporary, right?”“Right.”Something.I said, “Full day.”
“Yeah well, tonight too. Dental work.”“A real dentist?” Hope, hope.“Same as.”O tempora. o mores. Which, if you’ve let your classic Greek lapse, means, “Holy fuck.”By Thursday night, Greek leftovers had lost their appeal. I said, “Let’s burn some ganja.”“Deal.”To steel. Self-consciously I turned to show the woman my work outfit. She ran herhands over my plastic dress and lifted my skirt to look at my starchedpetticoats and plastic frilled knickers underneath. Then she ran a fingerover my shaved scalp. "Mmm, I can't wait to shave you myself sissy" she told me, "Saturday isalways our busiest so I'll talk to Aunty Jane about shaving you then, inthe middle of the salon wearing nothing but your panties and a see-through plastic cape. That should be a good show for. I am shamed, once more, by the presence of this frail creature. I hear no thread of jealousy or trace of resentment in her sweet whispered well wishing. This quiet tender moment connects three spirited worthy travelers and I, a filthy stowaway, am not fit to breathe the same air — mask or no mask. In the dark center of my disquieted mind, I slice open my own chest. I tear out my heart and I hand it to her. This vision soothes me. I allow myself to smile at the poor waning girl. Then I remember.