With their permission, I had them pull the sports bra up to show their breasts and took a picture. I connected to a web address that took that picture... and all the ones they had made themselves, to use to show them I knew what I was doing about bras. They saw a side-by-side image of their bare breasts inside the bra they had tried to fight on, and the one I had told them was the right size. They were too transfixed on rotating the three-hundred sixty degrees view of their bodies, which happened. I dismissed her and asked her to have the G-2 Intelligence tram come in and get me set up on a secure network. “Sir, Yes, Sir,” she replied as she stood, saluted and sauntered back to her desk just outside of my office. I had my office door still open. A few minutes later, I started to leave the office. I could hear Specialist Johnson talking in a very low voice and hushed on her phone. I stood behind her and listened. “Why does he have to be a goddamn Officer? God, he is tall and so fucking. It would have hurt, but I wasn't about to stop or yell out or even flinch." Did he push?" No, but he didn't keep it still, either. He used that ruler to feel-up my pussy, all over, and then he has to feel around to get it back where it started out. He looked amazed that I'd permit that and just stand still for it. The other end of the ruler is just above my knee. He tells me my thighs are exactly twelve inches long and that mid thigh would place the hem at six inches, so I lift to the six-inch. Hum dono meri society ki taraf chal pade. Baarish mein bheegne se didi ki salwaar-kameez unke jism par chipak gayi thi, unke breasts(stan), bra, buttock(gaand) saaf(clearly) dikh rahe the. Meri building ka watchman didi ko hawas bhari nazar se dekhne laga- didi super-sexy jo lag rahi thi. Hum dono mere flat pahunche, ghar ghuste hi didi ko cheenkh aane lagi.Main: “Kyun didi aapko sardi lag gayi ?”Didi: “Haan! Bheegne se aksar mujhe sardi ho jaati hai”Main: “Aap apne gheele kapde utar kar badal.