" Do I look that stupid?" No, really. I had to find out what it was like to get arrested. But even more important, I had to find out what it was like ...o stay in jail. That's why I left my wallet home."I was silent. It wasn't that I was angry. This was just too bizarre to comprehend. What kind of questions do you ask when he tells you this kind of yarn?"I also had to pretend to stay drunk for a while in jail because I wanted to know how vulnerable a street drunk is in a cell with real bad. " A brief hesitation, and for a second, Paul thought she was going to waver, but then, firmly, a little crack in her voice, Sandra said "lets do it". Paul smiled again. He took her by the hand, and led her downstairs. Pausing only to lock up, he led her out to the car, and they drove off out of town. They had driven for 20 minutes or so, when Paul pulled in at the side of the road. He took a black silk scarf from his pocket. "Ok, Sandra, this is where the fun starts. I'm going to. Raat ko jab hum log khana kha rahe the to dining table par mere ek taraf seema aur dusre taraf dimple baithi thi khana khate samay maine apne pair par kisi ka pair mahsus kiya who mera pair sehla raha tha maine jab chupke se neeche dekha to who dimple thi main chup chap raha taki seema ko kuch pata na chale. Khana khane ke baad hum seb log room me baith kar TV dekh rahe the tabhi seema ke papa ka ph aaya aur who unse baat karne ke liye bahar chali gayi to maine dimple se pucha ke dinning table. " I'll show you!" I demanded. I assure you, dear reader, that I was themost surprised person in that booth when those words came out of mymouth...but now that I had said them... I had to follow through. thefour guys at my end of the table all craned their heads in to watch as Islowly pulled the hem of my dress up exposing my panties...legs spreadby the table leg between my feet. To make matters worse, my garter beltwas under the panties and pulled the panties tight as I leaned back toshow.