It was vile but she kept her opinion to herself, touched he had made the effort to cook for her. She forced a smile to thank him. He breathed a sigh o... relief. She liked his cooking too. Luckily they had wine to hide the taste. As they ate, they talked in their mix of Norse and English. His deep laugh was infectious and she giggled at his antics as he tried to make himself understood. Mabilla’s spirit soared, it had been ages since she had had company during supper. Mabilla was startled when. Invariably they end up sobbing sissytears... Perhaps we'd better let her learn her trade by practicing onsome other sissies first." Don't be silly!' exclaimed Lorraine, 'charlene knows EXACTLY how titty-fucking is supposed to be done, don't you sweetie? It seemed like youwere some kind of expert or something, humiliating me and criticizing myembarrassed efforts. I'm sure you'll be a natural! And just thinkhoney, you won't have to worry at all about YOUR tits being too small...Or suddenly. Fiona, Terrie and I left at two, Terrie had booked an afternoon ofpampering for us ready for the dinner dance tonight, we picked Amy up andheaded to the salon, when Terry said pampering she was not kidding,massage, manicure, pedicure, facials, hair the works, including mud bathsand other treatments, it was great by the time I returned to the Hotel Ifelt and looked a million dollars; I had also spent a good part of themillion dollars on make up that the salon used, but it suited me so. Isabel took the long way round to show Hope and Solomon a bit of the town centre. There was a small market, two restaurants and some official looking buildings. She pointed out the town’s meeting hall, the transporter station, the Civil Service office with the town brothel next door. A brothel! Hope was very shocked at that. She knew that such things existed, but to have one in such a prominent place in the main square and officially recognised as well!“Are there any churches?” she asked.