Ever since she had met Mandy they had both been reducing their waists through tight-lacing, even wearing a tight belt to bed. But this was certainly...the smallest that Flora had ever been laced down to. It had taken almost an hour of intermittent tightening to fully close the laces, and she was surprised that her waist and ribs were still relatively comfortable in their compressed state. The years of figure training had payed off! She yearned to see what this tiny wasp's waist felt like,. Anyway, as I was waiting for her to wriggle out of another outfit, a couple came into the shop and started talking to the cat and I quickly recognised their accents. "where are you from?" I asked, and I was delighted to discover they came from my own fair city and wouldn't you know, they were in town for Wasteland too. S & L had been before so they kindly brought us up to date on how to get there. A bus left every half an hour from just opposite the station, the door bitches would throw you out. She had clearly done this before and in only a few minutes, she came all over my face. "I think you are ready" She said, looking at my cock which had now grown to the size she had seen in the shower. "I am Dorothy...sorry I mean Beth, is it?" I said jokingly but she didn't care. She was ready to get fucked. "Stick it inside me" she said commandingly."Do you have a condom?" I asked in a tone of voice that made me sound like I was 5 years old."I had my tubes tied" I was going to say "What about. Prothome kono kotha bolchilam na….tarpor aste aste jiggasa korlam…”ki holo maa? kichu bolbe?”maa dekhi matha nichu kore fupiye fupiye kadche…chok diye jol porche…aste aste bollo…”tor kache ki r kono option nei raaj? sotti ki tui chas amar dehota ke?”ami- “mane?”maa-“r ekbar vebe dekh sona…..ami tor maa…maa hoye tor sathe kemon kore sobo ami…eta je paap!….loke janle ki hobe bujhte parchis! somaje r mukh dekhate parbo na amra”bujhlam….maa bes norom hoyeche tarmane….ei sujog…ekhon jodi maa ke.