There are limits, but it’s doable. The last thing that we want are a bunch of journalists spreading word of this. We both benefit from burying this ...tory. You get to keep your relatively low profile, making your exodus easier. I get to stop the panic and hysteria before it can spread. Are we agreed?” Mayor Spiro Kalamatas urged David now.“Agreed. Given the sheer of encounters and everything, we’ve now got about ... forty-eight people in our tribe. That’s gonna be tricky to move, but we’ll be. “Now to the main event”. I smiled, feeling almost shy under her gaze, hoping not to disappoint. I started on my belt but my hands fumbled a bit – her stare was almost too much for me. Something about this woman’s aura, or chemistry or whatever hocus-pocus crap they all talk about was causing me to loose it. “Don’t be nervous, let me help you with that.” She deftly undid my belt, pants and zipper. She slid my pants and briefs to my knees then grasped my cock firmly. “Very nice, really” stroking. Beth's jeans had a fancy stitched design in white on the back pockets and she was wearing a light blue short sleeve shirt with the top buttons undone to show a white tank top underneath. Susie had on a flower print pullover jersey. "Here, Jenny, put on your tights. Remember how I showed you yesterday?" I took the tights from Beth and put them on, smoothing the legs and pulling up the panty until it was snug. Beth gave me an approving nod. "Now the blouse." She handed me a plain white cotton. Today happened to be the day my husband is finally coming home, and I am so looking forward to finally meet him after almost a week. Even though we had been married for 25 years, my love for him is still so strong, as if I just met him yesterday... I felt some residue on my chin, and upon checking it does look like dried cum. It has to be Jeremy’s cum, I told myself, although I was pretty sure I cleaned it up well before I went back to the ballroom. My pussy felt sore, as if it had just been.