Mom laughed out loud. “Nice try, buster, but I’m not jealous of Margaret. I was thinking about someone else.”“Someone else?” I said, adoptin... the dumbest look I could muster.“Oh Mark. I know the black panties in your drawer aren’t Margaret’s. They’re too small for me, let alone Margaret,” Mom laughed again.“I’m sorry, Mom. I shouldn’t have had a girl in the house.” I looked properly chastised. “It won’t happen again.”“I wasn’t thinking of a girl. I was thinking more of a woman with a girl’s. I knew any pursuit would expect me to go North to the Army of the Potomac. Instead I slipped away to the east and the Army of the James. My identity confirmed by telegraph, I returned to the Capitol. Allan debriefed me and immediately handed me another assignment. ‘Bridget, high society here is riddled with Southern sympathizers. I want you to pose again as a Southern Belle. Just keep your eyes and ears open and note who expresses Secessionist opinions. Most of them are just talkers, but we’re. .you scared me" was my reaction. Then my jaw dropped. There was Michele in mocha stockings, high heel shoes, the ones she wore all day, a mocha nighty and no panties. Damn, what a sight. I got scared thinking some one for sure would see us. She saw the concern in my face and said,"Everyone is gone. Even Lisa is gone." Lisa is the director of the agency. I relaxed a bit and had to reach into my pants to make room for my hard on. She smiled. With no music other than the one in her head. Then he worked on her panties, sliding them down slowly, as though he were admiring every inch of her tiny body as it was revealed to her. When she was finally naked, he threw her onto the floor and spread her legs open as widely as he could. Suddenly Danii got a burst of strength and attempted to throw him off of her. He overpowered her, pinned her to the floor, and forced her legs back open. She began to cry again as she felt his dick entering her tiny shaved fuck-box.“You know you’ve.