She was rhythmically massaging towards the junction of April's hips, where her legs met her torso. And she was driving April wild. April wanted to thr...st up to meet the girl's hands, she wanted to tell her to plunge her fingers into her! But she wanted to wait too. She wanted to let the girl work her magic.The girl's own stomach was just above April's head. She could reach up and kiss the girl's stomach if she was brave enough. But the girl had said not to touch her. April was afraid to break. She had to fight to keep herself from showing the revulsion she felt every time he stared at her."What is it?" She asked. Trying not to read his intents like open book. She didn't want to look sick again. Matt probably thought she was ill by now."Just thought that you look tired. You should go to take a break."Marie almost replied nastily, since she didn't much care for him. But she did not wish to complicate the mission any more. Having a hostile exec did not go well with her plans to survive. "Did you have a good nap, my baby?" Yeah, actually. In fact, between this nap and the earlier one at school, I feel practically normal. I may even have slept TOO much, 'cos I feel all groggy." On closer inspection he was a bit disturbed to see her decked out in a formal outfit like a normally dressed woman. He even noticed a glimpse of a bra, yet a couple of the front buttons on her sleeve-less blouse were unbuttoned. He was a bit confused as to why she'd look like that."That's good, my love.". In a cold hard voice, she said, "Your days as a malcontent are now over. From this moment on, you will do as you're told, when you're told. Do you understand me?" Now almost too terrified to even speak, Quinn stared up in abject horror as Taggert began calmly cutting off her skirt with the scissors, not stopping until it was in a pile of ribbons on the floor. The harsh woman continued to do the same to her white vest, until she was lying in only underwear. A small wet patch in the middle of.