There were a few cars there already, guys were obviously in the woods. After sitting there for a while I finally got up the courage to step out of my ...ar. At this point I could be seen from the road. I thought "it's dusk, know one is looking". I just put my head up and headed for the woodline. My heels clicked on the pavement as I took long strides. The cool air rushing up under my skirt was very arousing.As I crossed the wood line I felt a relief. I'll worry about going back later. I saw two. " Keep it on until you are in your car" I looked at him puzzled. " I want everyone who sees you leave to know you just suck cock" This really turned me on and I knew I would be calling him. I did. About a week later. I called him from work and we agreed to me after work at his condo downtown Sarasota. He said his wife never goes there. I met him out front and we walked in together ( me with my bag of sissy things) We got inside and I asked if I could change. He showed me the rest room and when. The location was in a mall construction project, northwest of Atlanta, and about ten feet below the surface.Now what?Alex made some Internet connections, creating links to several anonymizers overseas. She made sure to include places behind the old Iron Curtain and in the Middle East. When she was ready, she sent an untraceable message to the FBI, Atlanta police HQ, and three local Atlanta TV stations:There is a man buried alive at location xxx, yyy, zzz. That is NW of Atlanta in the. ." Paula whined."No, no. Your lips are so full and beautiful. Your face is so pretty. Your hips have even widened some since the wedding, and your bosom... ohhh... you really could fit one of my bras now, couldn't you?"Paula said something then that I couldn't hear."Come on now, into the bathroom. I want to see it!" Mother demanded proudly. I could hear their footsteps and I heard the bathroom light switch click as mother herded Paula into the bathroom that adjoins our two rooms.I quickly went.