Some women joined in, leaping on the backs of men like cats who were too brave for their own good, whilst others tottered about blindly in their heels... shrieking. Within minutes blue lights were flashing and some of the herd were being captured and thrown into cages in the backs of vans. The shouting, and screaming, and tussling continued. There were people running in all directions, desperate to evade capture. More ‘trappers’ arrived. Caught up in the panic and despite her high heels, Jennifer. But evenwith the humiliation comes a feeling of commitment and resolve.Since we are all "girls" here (not you, Sissy. You're just a Sissy) let'stalk about how you feel about your period. Feels pretty lousy, doesn't it?But you can make your period be part of the overall feeling of femininityyou so deeply desire. I am lucky that my period coincides with my wife'speriod. That way we can share our feelings and our pains with each otherwhile the period is happening. I will never forget the feeling. C. for the great event."Of course you do," Marilyn squeezed his hand. "You were very brave during the war. I'm so proud of you I could bust." I'd like to see your busts right about now," he whispered in her ear."You saw them," she whispered back. "You were sucking on them just last night. We fucked like rabbits if you recall." I want to do the same tonight in our hotel room," he grinned. "And do it with all the lights on so when I'm slamming me into you, I can watch those busts shake. I love. Claire was annoyed that our privacy had been spoiled but at the same time had admired the woman's figure and had considered the possibility that she may, in some way, add to our planned adventures.Whilst setting out lunch Claire said that she had made a point of glancing at the women from time to time to see if there was any sort of response and on the occasions where they made eye contact, noted that the woman smiled at her. Claire made sure to smile back. The woman had made herself.