Slowed down for an eyeful.Eyes done up. Lips glistening like the shine on aChevy’s tailfin. Cheekbones high as some Injunwarrior’s. Hair p...iled high in a silver pin, shining andblack against the pale skin of her neck. The wideshoulders of her high-gloss leathers couldn’t hide theslip and slide of her shoulder blades, the sway andbounce of her chest. She walked like she owned the street — like she ownedthe fucking street. Corner-girls and gum-chewing trampsscuttled out of. If it's what you have, then...Elspeth raised her voice to say, " ... Doctor Siobhan Richards." Showtime.I turned the corner to enter the room. What had been a quiet buzz of conversation stilled abruptly. I was glad I was in a tight-laced corset, because it forced me to keep breathing. I had prepared some remarks, but they went out the window.Instead, I said, "When I first saw this version of me in a mirror, I asked Sheila why? She told me I was not pretty. Before I could protest that this. My cousin Lynn and I are another story another time but you know that we southern boys figured 1st cousins were fair game. The next afternoon at the picnic, Mona keeping trying to hang out with me but I wouldn’t have anything to do with it. It wasn’t that I was rude but before long I would wonder off and join someone else and not come back to the group she was hanging out with. Over several hours this happen quite a few times and she got the message and didn’t like it. She eventually asked if. She was trying to get herself free but I bit her lips and then let her go free.She then saw me and hit me for making her cry. I first consoled her, and then offered her cold drink. While she was enjoying the drink, I was playing with her boobs inside her top and she was enjoying it. And then I pulled her top down from her neck and shoulder area and bit her hard. It was an early morning show and the theatre was quite empty apart from some couples which were seated quite far.Keep reading stories.