Ignore the Thirst

As she leaned forward to affix the clasp in the back, I fantasized about how easy it would be to bring one of my hands up to rest on her arm, while I brought the other up beside her neck. Then, before the preening peacock of a woman could react, I would have clasped her left arm in my comparatively vice-like grip, whilst my other hand covered her mouth. I'd have pushed her into the corner before turning my head and digging my fangs into the flesh of her corpulent arm.

But, I couldn't bring myself to do it. Instead, I stood there like a bloodthirsty mannequin and waited for the peacock to fasten the undersized dress around me.

When she was finished, she said, "Hmm… it will do," and tried to hand me some heels that would have me perched on eighteen centimeter spikes for about nine seconds or the very first step, whichever came first.

I just shook my head and said, "Not happening unless you think this dress would look better sprawled on the floor." Which, in retrospect, had the wrong kind of innuendo, but she just threw up her hands and disappeared in search of different shoes.

While she was gone, I shimmied into the panties she had picked and tried to find a place for my stolen scissors. But, there wasn't anywhere to hide them on the form-fitting dress and, after briefly considering trying to tuck them in the front of my thong, I reluctantly slid them back into my pants and hoped that I'd be back for them before they were needed.

Moments later, the peacock woman was back with somewhat more sensible shoes. With the twelve centimeter heel, they'd still be difficult to move in, but at least I could manage to stay standing if I walked carefully. So, I put them on and laced the straps hallway up my calf and tied them.

Once again pronouncing me to be "Good enough," {if thais < 0}we went and found Garotinha sitting in a corner with her makeup streaked from now-dry tears. So, I was left standing around, feeling like a complete ass, while the peacock fixed her makeup.{else}we went and retrieved Garotinha.{endif} Finally, the guards escorted my cellmate and me from the peacock’s room.