She let me take her hands away from her face and I put the cup in them. That seemed to register with her and she whispered, ‘Thank you,’ as she si...ped. ‘I’m going to call someone,’ I told her. I started to move away and she grabbed me with one hand. ‘No, don’t leave me.’ The desperation in her voice broke my heart. This little lady was hurting badly. ‘I’ll just get my cell phone and come right back,’ I assured her. ‘Okay,’ she whispered. When I got back, I climbed in behind her and she rested. ‘Now, sweet girl of mine, what would you like to have? Wine, whiskey, or cognac?’ ‘I’d rather prefer some beer, if possible’… ‘Sorry, no beer available’. ‘Then, let it be wine’… I bring a bottle of red wine, Cabernet Sauvignon, open it, and pour into the glasses. Then I go and bring a bowl with some crackers. We sip some wine, listening to some music – I can clearly see that Dora has something on her mind… Finally, she decides, and asks: ‘May I ask you something?’ I look deep into her eyes, and. 30. I quickly took a shower, put on the red lace panties and bra I had brought along. I was not carrying any skirts or fem dresses, so just put on my guy street clothes on top. I sprayed on the girly perfume I had bought specially for this trip. The bra I wore was a 36B size, which I had carefully selected while buying. This cup size is perfect for me, as it gives just the right amount of visibility while wearing guy mode clothes. To someone passing by, or to someone not looking deliberately at. Look, I've got maybe twenty bucks..." She started digging in her purse."Does your pussy work?" he blurted.Jeannie froze, her hand on the Taser she'd been about to pull from her purse and fire. "What?" Is your pussy busted?" he asked, pedantically, "You know, your cunt. What do you call it?"She blinked a couple of times. "Pussy will do, I guess. No, it's not busted. It still has the 'factory sealed for your protection' strip across it, actually. You're here to rape me?" Yeah." He wasn't proud of.