His tongue continued its thrashing of her private area. Her willingness to fight his advances began to fade. This is wrong but why do I want this? He ...umped her again with his nose this time more forcefully right in the middle of her cunt. She inhaled sharply.Do I want him? He must want me. The fog fragmented her thoughts. She tried to reason what was going on or why. It was all so confusing and incomplete. He jumped up pushing her with his paws. She fell against the back of the couch. She. I turned and to survey the layout as I considered whether to look around myself or go straight to the counter for help. Past the countered area of the store where a multitude of wigs hung in every imaginable style and a variety of colors, an entire section of the store was devoted to mascot suits. The other three quarters of the store were occupied by rack upon rack of costumes in a rainbow of colors. There were even a couple on mannequins, the nearest of which was a glittery pink dress with. God my memory was turning to shit lately!?This wanton little slut had on lace-top stockings and a red suspender belt, with four suspenders? you tell me, flexing the little whip.?Oh shit!? I think to myself, fearing the worst.?Yes, and red, see-through, mesh panties with tie-up sides. Real whore?s gear they were saying, and who can blame them, eh? Some little slut flashing those at you over the copier? What are they meant to think???Oh Master no!? I beg, clasping my hands together in front of me. "Playing those sneaky video games finally didus some good," I thought. Making our way to the lattice, one-by-one weclimbed our way up. He went up first and kneeled down underneath thewindow. I followed. He's a much better climber than I am, so he neededto help me up.Looking through the window, we saw that the room was empty and the lightwas off. I reached up and pushed on the window to check if it wasunlocked. It was. Who would leave a window unlocked these days?Surprised that I was.