What Happened To Your Brother?

"I mean, pardon me if I'm being too forward, it's just the way you speak of him—is he still here? Does he still have your back?" Lois asked.

Angelica Blaze stared blankly at Lois for a moment, digesting more than just the meal. When she did finally take a breath, her breasts puffing out, it was as if she was forcing herself to remember how to breathe.

"We...grew apart. Had a falling out. When I found a chance to escape, on my own, I...did. It isn't the first time. I mean, we always make up, get back together. We're the only family each other has, the only one we can trust..."

Lois licked her lips. "With all due respect, it doesn't sound like you can trust him. If he left you...if he knew what would happen, and didn't tell you, and let it happen..."

Blood rushed to Blaze's face. For a moment, the dickgirl's face was completely flushed; Lois had never seen anyone so red...but then the moment passed, and she went swiftly back to normal.

"I think...I'd like some air. Perhaps a walk, to help us digest?" Lois said, sure she'd pushed too far.

Blaze nodded, almost mechanically. She was silent, but offered no resistance as Lois paid for the meal, then took her arm. They walked back out among the city...and normally Lois would be scared to walk these streets as a woman alone, but somehow having the tall dickgirl beside her, no one approached them. The cool night wind whipped past, and Lois cradled Angelica's hand in her own. The dickgirl's body was surprisingly warm...hot, really...and Lois was glad of it as the night cooled and their steps took them on a long arc that ended at one of the last of the old wharfs, heels clicking on the brine-soaked wood as they stared out at the moon over the dark waters.

Until at last, Angelica Blaze broke her silence...and this time, she had a question for Lois.