I will be gone probably a week. I will try to call you when I think you'll be awake. I suppose we should talk about this in person, though. Well, gues... I better stop rambling on. Bye."She cried a little after hanging up but hated herself for it. It hurt not to tell Makeeda she loved her. It hurt not to let it pour out, gush out. It was like having a bad head cold you could not clear in any way. You have to be strong, kiddo, she told herself. Strong. She's strong. You can hear it in her voice.. I was quite bored and the book I brought was not interesting. Finally I had to go to pee so I said that to him and walked a bit further away. I lowered my nylons and thong and crouched down to piss like a girl. It was cold and I was freshly shaved so my penis was quite small.When I stood up I decided to masturbate since I was bored anyway. I started arousing my penis with one hand while I played with my tits under my clothes with the other. In no time my hand was full of my cock that is quite. We might be awhile though, we've got a lot of clothes to go through!" That's fine," said the assistant, smiling. "It's pretty quiet, so feelfree to take your time." With that we headed off to the fitting rooms,choosing one that had the dual merit of being farthest away from the storeand large enough that we could both fit in comfortably. It also had abench on which we could sit.Without further ado, I stripped off my uniform and, with rather greaterregret, took off the tights and the black. . mmmm ... with caffeine.I almost panicked ... paper products ... soft and absorbent feminine necessities. Wait ... no ... won’t be needing those until next spring. But... “Junior?”They weren’t at the bow. They must have sneaked back to the cockpit ... or they were swimming to shore.I looked out the open sliding glass doors. Ah ... snuggles.“Junior?”She struggled up from David’s lap. They had both been crying. She came to the salon.“Yes?”“Period?”She turned...”David ... did you buy tampons?”.