He opened his mouth, then quickly closed it. I could see him tryingto sort through the options I'd left him with. Then he said faintly, "If. . . if yo... want to, sir."The right answer. I released his tit and gave him a light pat on thecheek in reward. Then I stepped back. I was beginning to feel tight inmy jeans. I don't use blindfolds without good reason.I tried to be discreet, but the washer chose that moment to reach theend of its cycle, so the scratch of my zipper rang through the room.. I must say that it feels decidedly odd to have them all tiptoeing around me as if I was some sort of ogre just waiting my chance to devour them. Then again I expect that they have no idea of what to expect from me or from the situation that they will be entering into. Beyond that they have lost the anchor in their lives. From the way I felt when Katy disappeared I can only begin to imagine how much worse it would be for the others in my family to have Marissa and I to die. I've written her a. The month of December moved on and the time for me leaving was drawingcloser, we both were aware of this but chose to ignore it. Christmasitself was strange, as we shared it with Christina's family, her parentsand Julie her sister also her children Kerrie and Michael. All of theseused to be my family when I was Chrissie but now it really felt that shewas their daughter, sister and mother, which is what it should be. Now Iwas the outsider however welcome they made me feel. But it was anenjoyable. . But I ... I thought...”Ms. Connor stopped walking in the middle of the parking lot. She pulled my elbow to turn me around facing her. “Don’t think. You’ll hurt your brain. Just do what you’re told.” She paused staring me in the eye, her face just a few inches from mine. “Now...” She spoke slowly emphasizing each syllable. “Get ... In ... The ... FUCK ... Ing ... Car!”With that, she reached down with her free hand and yanked the hem of my dress up to my waist, exposing my ass and pussy. Once I.