I slipped behind him, closing the door with my hip, put my hand to his chin and tilted his head back while I drew his short sword and put the edge of ...the thin, steel blade to his skinny throat."Good evening, leftenant," Felicity said, dropping as fine and decorative a curtsey as he was ever likely to receive and displaying an enormous amount of mounded décolletage. "How good of you to come." She stepped up to him, grabbed his lapels and kneed him in the groin while smiling into his startled and. He saw ESPN on the side so he begrudgingly decided to play nice. The interviewer, Paula Rosas, drank in the site of San Francisco’s new star. He looked damn good she thought. She smiled at the little fit Erin Andrews had thrown when Rosas had gotten the assignment. ‘She’s a damn SOCCER reporter!’ Andrews had screamed. Rosas tucked her auburn hair behind her ears and motioned the cameraman forward. ‘Nate have you been working on any plays in the passing game this week?’ ‘I work on the plays. I am married to a prude who wasn’t always a prude and knew I was going to wear lacy panties and thigh highs and encourage her to as well then talk to alpha males online before we married. I didn’t know I was a sissy, I didn’t know I wasn’t unique. She aroused me and still does only not as often. When we first explored and experimented I was able to mix my desires in with fucking her up theass or she’d strap on a dildo and fuck me as I spread my legs on my back in thigh highs and panties and she. My legs leisurely spread to give her a better view of my tight shorts pulled into my slit. Then waving hello again, I started fidgeting in my seat, waving my legs open further while enjoying my soda.After taking a few sips, I brought the can down inbetween my parted legs and settled it tight against my pussy. All the while I stared into the smiling lady's eyes as they followed my hand. As she watched me push the cold can into my cunny, I saw her press her hand to her lap. I really didn't know.