The pocket he was reaching into. Now he's in cuffs, too, and they're marching all four of us, me, the doofus, the middle-aged chick, and the teen girl... all of us, out into the parking lot. Now comes the fun part, where they try to unravel the story.The waitress is out there too. And half the clientele, apparently regulars. And if you're a regular at a small town diner, you also get pretty familiar with the cops, so nobody was getting run off. They were the witnesses.They started with the girl.. She finished playing. She had done so flawlessly. He stood. The toothy grin was gone, replace by a sincere and pleasant expression."Thank you. That was really nice. You did that so well. I appreciate it. I've taken a lot of your time. I should go now."She felt suddenly remorseful. She had played the piece to expose him. She wanted to embarrass him in his ignorance so that he would cease bothering her. Now, she suspected that she might have been in error. She couldn't allow him to leave with the. Warm, wet, salty, andslick. I swallowed what was on my tongue.Suddenly, my clit was being sucked. I was getting really close, andthe sperm dribbling down my chest made me exquisitely hot. I moanedloudly, shaking as I felt the first twinges. And then she stopped!"Make me come, damn it!" I moaned, only to feel hands lifting me tomy feet.Ms Sexyvoice spoke firmly. "You will have your turn to come, dear,and soon," she said. "But we want to give you a night to remember."They'd already done that. She. Andshoes. Lots of shoes. Over the summer, with almost constant practice,my mannerisms, posture, and vocal inflections became more and morefeminine. The only time I wasn't dressed as a girl was when I went towork, and that was becoming an inconvenience.My job didn't pay that much, but I liked it, and I liked the owners ofthe store, Mister and Mrs. Perez. They had been good to me, allowing meto adjust my work schedule around classes, and giving me extra hoursbetween semesters. I didn't want.