“Of course they’re perky. See.” With that she lifted her top and flashed them in their braless glory at me. “Perky, perky, perky!” Okay, so ...aybe the shooters were making her feel warm and fuzzy too. We’d been friends forever, so we weren’t strangers to dressing or undressing together, and at university we’d done our share of experimenting with each other, but she didn’t usually flash and jiggle her breasts in my face anymore. And damn her, she was right, they were perky. “Bitch!” I threw at. ” She saw Mira duck a low branch and she did the same, never taking her eyes off the other woman.Mira reigned in and looked at the girl, “Some of us don’t like being bossed around or under the thumb of others.”“And yet, here you are, running from those same people.”“Yeah, I know kid,” she said with a wry smile.Brena dismounted her horse and carefully set her packs on her back and handed the reins to Mira. “Thank you for helping me escape Mira. I can’t promise anything, but should the day come I. She stood and embraced Maria, kissing her passionately. We then scrambled onto the bed as she once more took Maria’s shaft into her mouth I lay between her knees and pleasured her with some delicacy. ‘You are a bad girl.’ Maria’s voice was stern and I looked up, shocked that she should thus speak to a Lady-in-Waiting to none less than our monarch. Imagine then my surprise when her Ladyship replied. ‘I am indeed. I know it well, Miss.’ “Miss”? How could she so demean herself? ‘How shall I deal. She insisted that I eat breakfast that morning, since I hadn't eaten atall the day before. Tom seemed to have gone. He probably left after thechange was done. I suppose that explained the conversation from the daybefore...The day droned on, the conflict within me not really subsiding. I stillfelt like I was becoming something I didn't want to become. It wasn'tbeing a girl that bothered me; it was becoming a super girly girl. Ineeded to maintain some shred of my old self and I couldn't with what.