The tinywhite t-back bikini was an amazing exclamation point to how shapely andvery female Bob was. She was having some trouble walking in the stilett...sandals and I told her to get her knees straight or it'd be a spanking forher. "You fucking wouldn't dare!" I nodded that indeed, I would dare. Sheimmediately straightened up.Wiggling around uncertainly in the high heels, Bob went to work doing mylaundry, cleaning and mopping my house, scrubbing out my bathrooms andmaking lunch. She took issue. She accepted and like in the movies, I ease up behind her and started to wrap my arms around her to match her hands, but I stopped short to whisper in her ear. "Do I have your consent to touch you?" With a knowing smile, she responded "yes, you have my sober content." With that we both laugh a little, thinking about how the military drills into us how important verbal consent is. And that a drunk person cannot legally give consent.At 1st I was tried to keep a little respectfully distance. I but. I covered myself out of shame. “Keep your hands at your side, Kaitlyn.” Liu said. “Kaitlyn, I want you to meet detectives Troy, Giles and Martin.” For me, it was a most awkward introduction. I looked up at them and nodded as I felt their eyes on me. “It’s nice to see you.” Giles said with a wink. “Thank you, sir.” I replied humbly. “You’re not done yet-over my desk!” Liu ordered, determined to extend my humiliation. I bent over his desk much to the amusement of the other detectives as Liu. I seemed to, once again, beat the land speed record to her house, pulled in under her driveway light, put it in park and turned off the head lights but kept the car on for the A/C. I started to recline my electric seat. I said I was going to put it all the way back and did mostly. The drivers seat headrest was almost touching the back seat now. I was almost in a laying down position and Angie scooted forward as Marla unzipped my fly and pulled out my cock. The outside light from her house was.