I moaned softly as his fingers pinched my nipples. My dress rode up as I slid down the seat slightly exposing my shaved pussy. We were on a Main Stree... and the car was well lit and anyone could see what we were up to. He placed his free hand on my pussy and said "Where do we go?"I whispered the address in his ear then rolled my tongue softly inside his ear.He placed the gearstick in first and off we went. We drove to my house with my tits scooped out of my dress and pussy on full display. I. However I accept the gesture in the spirit you intended it. That is I hope you intended to give me something familiar that would remind me of good times at home. For that I sincerely thank you.I do worry that you think that surface warfare will work at all against the Sa'arm. This is how I see the war proceeding. We've been working to understand how the Sa'arm work (communicate and live) what we know is that we know almost nothing about either of these issues. The Sa'arm appear to bring a large. My dildo. My friend. Always hard. Evenwhen I was soft. But at least I now rarely got an erection when wearing a"normal" dress in public. Of course, it was quite different when I wasdressed as a maid.The following Monday I was up early. Aunt Alice checked my appearance.And approved. I put on a light raincoat over my blue dress and set off onmy own to start work at the dress shop. A little nervous. On my own inpublic. In a skirt. And also wondering what it would be like having aregular job for. Linda hadn'tlooked well at the end of college earlier that day, but she said she'd be okto go out that evening. Helen was mad at Tracey though; she was unreliable,it was nothing malicious, She was unreliable and just completely useless.Helen hated to make generalisations, but on a Venn diagram where one circlerepresented Dizzy and the other represented Blonde, Tracey would be placedfirmly in the join. It's not what you'd call a large enough sample forstatistical analysis, but a clear pointer.