Still trying to 'get over' the current brand of strangeness.Events of the last few days hadn't given any of them time to think really, let alone adjus....One moment she was angrily discussing world domination with the queen and now the 'fresh' oddity of being fitted for a dress uniform!'Hand tailoring' while not unknown in the circles Key traveled, were more the province of the dirt poor, the mega-eccentric or the uber-rich.She, like Mihoshi occupied none of those categories.As detectives first. Now those same nipples were so stiff that they appeared to push the minuscule pieces of fabric away from the soft sensuous globes of her tits.Cheryl was getting aroused despite, or maybe because of, her embarrassment at the bold appraisal her body was receiving from the four men before whom she now stood. She realized that by wearing such a skimpy swimsuit, she was basically being put on display for the pleasure of us guys. It would be interesting to see how her body continued to react to this. Dishonoring her parents by not listening to them, little white lies here and there, stealing some makeup. Things like that. It took some time before she started revealing some of the darker aspects of her behavior but when she did… that is all her confessions became. I felt like she would make up some of these things just to have something to tell me about. It made her horny to tell me these things and she knew what I did with these images she put in my head everyday. I felt like she could hear. She saw a signpost. Some advertisement for a tabloid magazine. ‘Ferdinand weds his Princess’. She smiled bitterly. She really hoped in spite of everything that he was deliriously happy. It started raining heavily. She was soaking wet as she trudged past people running for cover under near shop awnings. She trudged on ignoring it. The rain had soaked her completely. She had missed the last bus and was determined to just let nature damn her the way everything else in her life was damned. Will He.