.. if you move at all, if I catch you trying to look at me, I'll kill you where you stand" he commands, digging in his bag again and coming out with a...wad of black, shiny material.Rachel shakes her head quickly, stammering "No, no, I won't, I won't move" and stands still, shivering as much from nerves as the damp cold, wondering what on earth he's going to do to her now...Reaching up behind her head, he picks the knot of her soaked stocking out of the tangled, wet mass of her hair, giving. I wanted to make sure beyond a shadow of a doubt that this guy would be able to provide exactly what we wanted. He was only 25 miles from where we lived, this would perfect. This would be perfect, my wife and I like to go to the bars close to our area and have a night out on the town. We have talked about it during our fantasy that we would get a room, get all dressed up very sexy and head out for a night of playing. So, the day arrived when I was to meet our potential partner. We met a smaller. The material became more opaque as it moved down. The neckopening dropped in a deep v with a slight edge of lace though which youcould see a hint of the lace from the slip and bra cups.As the transformation reached his torso the shirt and pants seemed to melttogether and the legs of the pants to each other. The material changedturning brown and silky becoming more transparent the closer it got to hisknees. Faintly through the material could be seen the lace hem of theslip, the slip having slid. When I withdrew, I was watching her face. Beautiful. But she smiled, and turned her head so I could be ‘cleaned up’ with her mouth. She really worked on that, and I hardened again as she did. But I had to leave her as a guard came over to make use of her. I didn’t want to watch that.For the rest of the afternoon, I did the ‘fetch and return’ duties each hour as the prisoners finished their stints.Sergeant Pavlovic seemed to approve of my efforts, and smiled as I left to go home.There was.