"We needto get you back to Beloit."She tossed back her head, her thick red hair waving in the breeze. "Ofcourse, Super-Sister. I gave my word."I hurri...d back to Smallville to begin cleanup operations. I repaired CityHall, then got down to work on the biggest job, construction of a brandnew high school. At my request, building materials had already beendelivered to the school site and the clearing away of the debris waspartially completed. I had talked with the school superintendent. " If not for the political connections of that agent's father-in-law,Rebecca wouldn't be in danger of being charged with Ogawa's murder. Am Icorrect?" Stuart asked."Dad, we're not sure that is why this is happening." I know, Rebecca, but it is the only thing that makes sense."Audrey spoke up. "Sometimes bad prosecutorial decisions are made." Prosecutors are people too and they make mistakes," Hiromi said."Or they let politics influence their decision making," Stuart added,stubborn in his belief. But she secretly hoped he had more in store for her than just that. The anticipation was the best part of the game, sometimes. It was perhaps 30 minutes later when she heard him stirring, and glance confirmed that he was digging through the bag again. This time, he brought out a rubber bone, the kind with little knobs all over it that were supposed to promote good dental health. It was maybe 6 inches long, with large bulbous circles on each end-similar to a dildo, really, but with a. " Her finger presses on the wet spot and rubs around. I moan again. She keeps rubbing, up and down over my leaking pussy."Oh dear, it's getting worse. This won't do. We must remove your shorts," she says. She unbuttons my shorts and unzips them. Reaching the waistband, she yanks them hard, pulling them down to my thighs, then slides them down my legs and takes them off my feet.Melissa looks back at my pussy, and my legs spread for her. She places a finger on my panties and rubs over my wet.