It’s a police officer instructing us to put our clothes on. We do so, frantic and afraid, our libido doused and replaced with irritation. Randy, fre... of his pants, takes longer than me to get dressed. Before he can hoist himself from the back seat I am already out of the car and arguing with the officer. Stumbling, attempting to assert himself, Randy finds his way from the vehicle. He confronts me just as I was about to cross the line by telling the officer exactly where she could stick her. I need an experienced consultant to review the operation and gainsupport from all parts of the workforce for improvements in efficiencyand as the workforce is 99% female, I need a woman consultant to gainthat support. Regrettably I understand from Mr Hawkins here that eventhis progressive organisation is insufficiently enlightened to have womenconsultants and this, Mr Ridley is where you come in."At this point the direction of the discussion became apparent to Latimerand he went pale.Mrs.. Chrissy was dressed in a micro skirt with a matching halter top. The halter top had a deep vee that dropped well below the mid point of her breasts, ensuring that everyone knew no bra of any kind was involved in this outfit. Sandals completed her ensemble.Quite suddenly Bobby didn't have very much trouble at all pretending this was just some girl he was taking out on a date."Wow," he said. "You look hot!" He flinched and looked at his father out of the side of his eyes, but his dad was staring. "Hey mum, is the music loud enough? We have been banging on the front door for five minutes," Sarah yelled over the top of the music.I screamed with joy, hugging them both. My babies were safe and I could touch them. Wrapping my arms around them, I kissed their faces so overwhelmed they were here I started to cry, forgetting everything I had seen them doing together, just ecstatic they were both safe. Tom went and turned down the music while I hugged my beautiful daughter. She looked stunning.