Today was my last day as chairperson of the task force. I was going to hold the bible as Ben took the oath required for the position as chairman of th... task force.The President was going to hold the bible when I took the oath as chairperson of the oversight committee. The oversight committee would share an office with the task force in Section Twelve. I would have to report to Congress once a month unless called upon to testify before intelligence committees or appropriation hearings.With that. Once the bra was in in place she shimmed her shoulders, sucked in her taunt belly and spun around."What should I wear today, do you think? Jeans and a t-shirt or be a little adventurous with a denim skirt?" From a drawer she pulled a ridiculously short new, but artfully faded blue denim skirt and held it against her hips, she jutted her pelvis and stood looking at her reflection in the mirror, “Yes perfect!” She exclaimed excitedly. Eagerly she stepped into the skirt and turned again jutting. I would play the part of her captive slave girl, then when her male client arrived she would carry out the treatment on us. She already knew that several of her regular sub guys would love to do a joint scene with a sub female, and of course by now she had worked her fantasy on me that I was eager to experience it.So eventually it was agreed. She arranged with one of her clients for this session, it would be his scene (he was paying for it) and I would play the part of an unwilling captive,. I sent KittyKat an e-mail giving her some more of my personal details and suggesting she use Skype to contact me during the evening hours. I had updated my Skype account with the photo I had sent them and waited for a reply.There was no guarantee that KittyKat had Skype, but it was a free download and it would give us an opportunity to talk and maybe even see each other on line without giving away any personal information. My laptop had a built-in camera and with luck, she might have one as.