You will have to eat the evidence, or I might wind up back in prison,” I said.“Well John we certainly wouldn’t want that to happen. What’s it ...oing to cost us. With you there is always a cost,” one of the older women said as she chose a chocolate cupcake.“Just look at a picture and see if you can tell me who it is,” I suggested.“No idea,” she suggested. “If anyone comes around who might know him, it would be a great help. Let me send you a copy of the image.” I had the office supervisor’s. ..atthat moment, seriously from that moment, I've never wanted to wear men'spants again.I stared at myself turning back and forth in the mirror, marveling at theleg and butt-enhancing properties of the jeans but more so at how theymade me feel. These are trisha's jeans; they are made for her, for me.They make it real in a different way than the slutty playtime clothesthat I had brought to the hotel.This was something more frightening to me: 'everyday' clothes, which feltlike a new level of. You do alright with some direction."I grinned. "That's probably what I need. More direction to play with your butt."Lexi squealed as I smacked her bum. "Ow! No, you do that fine on your own. You need direction to do literally anything else, it seems."I used some leftover wetness from Lexi's pussy to push a finger partway into her ass. "You might have a point."She glared at me, but in her relaxed, post-orgasm state, she didn't tense at all at the intrusion. "You've got a problem." I've got an. Horns of mead slaked the thirsts of combatants that died at each other’s hands but now stood as brothers under Odin’s banner. At a far end of the hall, Folkvar saw the unmistakable beauty of his lost love being lead away by a flock of Valkyrie. He broke into a full sprint but was halted by the crossed spears of two who held him back while the others vanished with Gudrun around and unseen corner. ‘What madness is this? Step aside or be moved by force.’ Before he had a moment to act or think on.