.. or cut! I rummaged through my bag and pulled out my Swiss Army Knife. I knew there was no way in hell that I could cut my skirt in any halfway dece...t matter with it, but I was beyond caring.I slipped out of the offending skirt and stood in the middle of the police station bathroom in my blouse, panties and one inch pumps. I probably should have gone into a stall, but I was obsessed and didn't care if anyone saw. I jabbed my pocket knife into my formerly nice skirt. Setting my sights on just. Steven was staring at his crotch as Carl cleared his throat and said, “We knew you would show up. Come in.”The seventeenth floor of the Bonaventure was all suites and Steven placed their bags by the door and walked behind Carl to the bedroom. On the bed, naked with her legs spread open, was Theresa, in all of her glorious beauty. Her caramel colored skin looked soft to the touch and her pussy was calling to him to put his mouth on it. He looked at Carl and then at her and awaited instructions.. It settled down to Jimmy, George, Ron, Jimmy's younger brother Bill, and of course, me.I finished clearing my section early enough that the lunch hostess (who owed me big time for covering her ass in the past) felt that she could let me go early. This left me time enough to go home and not only shed the penguin outfit but also jump into the shower. I even grabbed a quick nap before heading over to Jimmy and Bill's place.They had started the festivities well before my arrival. They made the. "Ya know, dude," the caterpillar laughed again, shaking his head. "For a dudette that's not a dudette, you sure move like one."I hadn't really thought about it until then, but I realized he was right.Whatever that old man in the bathrobe did to me, I was standing like a woman. Hand on one hip, weight shifted to one side. Mad at myself for doing that, I shifted to a more masculine stance, arms folded across my chest, a glare on my face."Didn't work, dude," the caterpillar laughed again, shaking.