I figured she would have come back for food by now.“Where the hell are you?” I asked.“Your address?”“Mew?”Officer Fredrickson sighed. This...woman must be crazy! he thought. She had been seen walking around outside, buck naked, on all fours. When the squad car had pulled up she had run, quite fast considering, but the officers eventually managed to capture her. Now she was dressed in a spare set of coveralls the police had provided but she was still pretending she was a cat. No name, no ID, and. When I shut the door after the last guest left, I spun on my heel and hissed at Ron, completely ignoring the hem of my skirt. “What the fuck did you tell them? Everybody knows!”For a moment, he actually looked like he felt guilty. “I was asked about you by one of the clients. I made the mistake of confiding in him. I sealed the deal with him, but yeah, the word is out.” He shook his head slowly. Before it was I knew what I was doing, my blood boiled over, and I swung my palm upwards to. "I couldn't see much. You're wearing slacks," I said, trying to defend myself for sneaking a peek at her legs."Hey Mister, a finely turned ankle is something to behold. In the olden days when women wore long skirts with hoops young men treasured a mere glimpse of an ankle. Imagining what was under the skirt was just as entertaining as seeing a female in a bikini is today. Imagination is a wonderful tool Sammy." I wasn't looking at your legs," I said, not seeing her point."I know, you were. At other times, she'd also been accepting, passive, and submissive. Steve had eaten pussy with her fingers in his hair, keeping him on target. He'd lain on top of her face-down body, driving his dick up her ass as he told her he now owned her. And he'd looked up at her flushed face as she rode him cow-girl style, screaming as she came. It had been everything he'd been missing with the women he'd been fucking since he woke up here.Amy smiled back and him, and said, "I just want you to know that.