As he began to work on my shoulders, I felt his bulge rub up against me ever so slightly. As my arms were hanging off the table, it was time for him t... massage them next. He did this interesting move where he placed my hand on his knee to steady it, while he massaged my arm. This seemed like a sign to me, so i decided to see where this might go. I slowly at first squeezed his thigh, then i let my hand graze down his thigh and rest near his bulge. He didn't say a word, but kept massaging. He. All bitches are the same."What's with the school uniform?" I asked checking out what she was wearing. I specifically told her to wear a skirt tonight but I wasn't expecting this."You said you wanted me to wear a skirt." Yea, but we're going to a party, not to school. You look stupid wearing that." I'm sorry; do you want me to go change into something else?"Starting the car I ignored her until we pulled out. "Don't bother; it won't be on long anyway." Huh? What did you say?" she asked turning to. This seems to egg you on even more, as I reach for the tie-strings on your bikini bottoms. Two slight tugs, and the strings release their hold on your body. The fabric of your suit is still covering your ass, but not much of it. I reach up between your legs, and then realize that you have reached behind me to grab hold of me as well. It seems like there will be no end to this, so I start to pull the bikini away from your ass. As I start to pull, I see that this is also turning you on, because. I have spoken to the Bishop about this matter, and he agrees that you cannot stay here." But Reverend Mother, where shall I go? What could I do?" I have no doubt that if we put you out on the street someone would soon find you and put you to work, probably in a house of ill-repute, or perhaps working in a factory where you would be used by the men in charge as well as toiling fourteen hours a day, until you eventually end up, as do all excommunicates, in Hell for all eternity." Reverend Mother,.