A strand carressed my right cheek."Ya." I almost sighed again, with a little more passion. Did she know what she was doing to me? Was anyone watching?...I strained to hear if anyone was still in the stalls."Good" I felt her simple word run down my spine like a warm breeze. I self-conciously tried to shrug off my goosebumps from her voice and eyes on me but instead, I gasped as both sides of the panties'waist were gently pulled up, slightly away from the fleshier sides of my hips." I like them on. So our conversation should make more sense nowI replied to Celia, ?Yes, Sacrifice our bodies sexually to create some social justice. I think we should make sure that it is illegal, unethical, immoral and uncomfortable. It should provide an individual or group that has been denied justice some sort of benefit. That the way you see it??She nodded again and added, ?I believe to reach the level we want to achieve, we should not just be uncomfortable, we need to truly sacrifice, we should be. They both struggled wildly in the foyer with Kathleentrying to kick Sally, but Kathleen was finally subdued when Sally grabbed herbound arms and threatened to break both of them if she didn't stop her resistance.Again resigned to her fate, Kathleen finally allowed the collar and leash tobe placed around her neck. The long promised house tour began in earnest. .. with one catch: for being a ?bad? girl, Kathleen was to conduct the touron her knees with Sally pulling her along on the leash. Captor. I had a hunch that we might run into trouble, so we three men started letting our whiskers grow, and Alice got a blonde wig. She was a natural brunette, so it was a "logical" change for her. Actually, I preferred her as a brunette, but this was no time to quibble.One of the things we needed to do as soon as possible was to get our gold converted to cash and moved out of the country. Doug knew of a computer wizard whom we might recruit, so we figured to work on her when we got back from DC. I.