Francesca did a pretty little pout which sent them all into hysterics."We'll need to create what the spies call a 'legend' for Francesca,schooling, oc...upation, work history and have it backed up withdocumentation," thought Ruth. "Francesca, you will need to learn that'legend' by heart." Aaagh!" exclaimed Francesca. "I thought I'd finished history." Oh no!" laughed Ruth. "You are also going to have to learn the mainhistorical events which happened during your supposed lifetime." Bother! said. Since I’d received that advice, however, the economy in Jamesville had taken a beating when the chip manufacturing plant had closed and then, a month later, the state government had closed two of their offices. While the local unemployment rate hadn't been directly impacted significantly by these events, the professional services firms that relied on both these organizations for a great deal of their work were heavily impacted. Several had closed their doors and the remaining had buckled down. The hand was slowly proceeding upwards and the room was almost silent, just the sound of her gasp when the hand slowed or squeezed a little.Past her knee onwards.Obey, surely he didn’t mean for so many eyes to be watching as a strange hand took liberties.It passed the top of the material and was onto bare flesh,Bare flesh.It lingered to stroke the inside of her thigh.She gasped... ‘oh my’....What had she allowed, what was she allwing.Nothing on but hold ups.If the hand continued...... it would. But it didn't happen. I wanted so badly to crack my eyes open again, but I didn't dare. Because then, if she saw, she'd know I'd been faking it the entire time. And then... well, I didn't know what would happen then, but I didn't want to risk it. So I waited.Finally, I felt an odd -- and entirely amazing -- sensation. Something touched my dick. Or rather, it touched my dick through my underwear... but that didn't diminish the moment any less for me. Holy shit, I thought. That first touch was.