I had purposely been teasing you all week, but had never once permitted you to cum. I wanted you to be completely on the edge for our visit to the pie...rcing shop.By the time your nipples are done, you're breathing quite heavy and I notice that your thong has worked its way between the folds of your thick, hairless cunt lips. There is a noticeable wet mark, giving proof of the copious amount of fluid seeping from your pussy. I make a point of mentioning it to the artist and we both laugh at your. “I can’t believe you said that!”“I’m sorry. Was that TMI?”“No, no ... I thought they would have to page someone for a ‘cleanup in aisle five’ I had to pee so bad.”He can’t contain his laughter. “So next time I want to meet a girl in a grocery store I should say something like ... Hi, I really want to meet you but we should go to the restroom first?”We enjoyed light-hearted banter for a while. It felt comfortable just chatting and getting to know each other.“So, Amy, I assume you attend Temple. I felt myself fighting back tears."Look at all the great clothes girls get to wear." I looked her up anddown. "Of course, you really don't take full advantage of the variety--nooffense."She smiled. She was wearing black skinny jeans and an oversized blacktunic embellished with a large skull and crossbones in rhinestones."Hey," she laughed. "I've got my girl on. And if it's just the clothes,why not become a drag queen?"I shook my head. My thinking was becoming clearer, but my head was. "Then came the Court Martial, and that's where I met Charlie Westford. He was my defense attorney. A young Army Reserve Captain, new to the military, but a good lawyer. Of course, the major's friends (the generals) had stacked the court with their puppets to be sure I would get convicted. All of Charlie's attempts to introduce evidence of the mission were rejected. They found me guilty: reduced me to Pvt, E-1; forfeiture of all pay and allowances; twenty years in Leavenworth at hard labor, and.