A pair of moderately heeled black slippers completed the ensemble. I pulled out her chair for her and she sat. I poured her a glass of white ...ordeaux then presented her salad as a first course. Standing several paces behind I waited attentively. When she had finished about two thirds of the salad she pushed it aside and I stepped forward to fill her main plate with a healthy portion of the Chicken Kiev and broccoli rabe. At a very leisurely pace she finished all of that, and I. ”“So ... you want me to confiscate the boat? If I do ... you won’t get her back.” Then he said, “You could call this an official inspection.”And Junior rolled her eyes and said, “Mom’s Law.” And quoted paragraph and article.The Lieutenant looked at Junior.“I’m not just another pretty face, ya know. I do study.”“Come aboard.” I sighed, “Heads up below, get dressed, incoming.”The seven teenagers trooped into the salon. They looked like the bunch that spent weeks in Perth ... same suits.‘Pretty. The back of them left a little bit of butt crack in the back, above the waist band, and the front, she would have had pubic hair above the waist band had she not shaved or wax, which ever she does, and the front pantle was such a tiny triangle, that the point at the bottom didn't cover all of her bald pussy lips, even if they didn't get in between the lips like it had done.Clare's nipples were pointing straight out in front of her on the ends of her tits, that was standing out so proudly on her. They passed into the middle of the alley, the darkest part, barely lit by the moon and the street lamps outside. Once there she was partially released and pushed face first into the brick wall. The hard, abrasive surface scuffed her cheek as she was pinned there, one arm twisted painfully behind her shoulder blades. Her attacker said nothing, made no noise at all. She could feel him running his free hand up the back of her shirt and a snap as he deftly unclasped her bra. The hand then moved.