Than, with my heart in my throat, Igot out of the car, teetered in my high heels to the house door,straightened out my ridiculous sissy outfit, and, t...king a deep breath,gingerly knocked on the door.When I heard heels clicking on the hardwood, I knew to expect somethingdifferent. The door swung open, and there she was - naked, her long,slender legs sheathed in sheer, black, stay-up stockings, her feetadorned with gorgeous red fuck-me pumps that I loved so much. A visionof sexiness and. Itdidn't usually matter if the decision was good or bad, just that thedecision was made-his mind was made up. Robert would meet the SpiritGuard at the Circle. So why were his hands still shaking in his pockets?What would Uncle Taylor say when you have no idea what's coming? Heprobably would have a little saying for it and everything. Robert had afew minutes before he expected Cory and Eli to give him a call. Maybe atalk with Uncle would help calm his nerves.Robert's music was interrupted by his. The cops had called it a holding cell, but it was all steel walls with four tiered bunks, two each on opposing walls. The commode and the water fountain were also steel. He had been in drunk tanks before. If this wasn't one, it damn sure favored it, he mused.They had given him a blanket to put between his ass and the cold steel of the bunk. He had tried lying down, but somehow the pain was less when he was sitting up and slumped forward, his forearms on his thighs.An hour earlier:He had just. Just as she’d hoped. The usual trail, waist, hip then her belly. Next, his fingers would begin their wander through her bush. She held her breath. A probing on her mound.Immediately, he broke the kiss, and she was overjoyed to see the surprise and shock on his face as he almost stammered, “Y-Your bush. You’ve had it done?”“Waxed? Yes, just yesterday. I wanted to keep it secret.” A secret for the boss, great!He had stepped back, shaking his head as he looked down. Laura had kept her legs closed.