The short story is, my room-mate got in with some bad people. They ended up using our residence in their business, and I couldn’t stand for it, so I...became a police informant. The police sold me out, but that isn’t important. What is important is that I know what is needed to imbed a person into a criminal organization under false pretences. I’m not about to turn you into a spy or informant. I would never put you at risk. But there is something else you can do.”“What makes you think I have what. M.Curious, I undid the rather large bow surrounding the box, opening the lid peering inside before actually reaching into remove the "costume," which I called it to myself only then holding it up. I even laughed, realizing now what it was I was looking at. Glancing inside the box, I saw the rest of the ensemble and knew immediately what was being asked of me.I walked over to the floor length mirror in my room, holding the very short ... almost too short, plaid pleated skirt up to myself, along. “Why can’t I hear how wet you are?” “I’ve got my blanket covering me.” “Take it off. Stand up and rub your pussy for me. I want to hear how wet you are.” Even though I knew he couldn’t see me, just his presence on the phone made me unable to falter in carrying out his request. He’d always had the ability to unlock that part of me that wanted to please him. I stood in plain sight of my sleeping, drunken, medicated boyfriend and rubbed my pussy. My pleasure was easily audible as my fingers glided. Alec and Shauna were excited about leaving but they knew the agreement between Danielle and Dave and they respected Danielle's feelings by not talking about what they would be doing without her.After eating, Dave and Danielle took a shower together and Dave made soft love to her under the streaming water. They left the bathroom clean and sexually satisfied but Danielle remained very quiet. Dave stripped the bed and placed the sheets, blankets, and pillows in Danielle's car. She had agreed to.