Melanie jumped back.“I’m going to see what’s holding Kathy up with that restraint chair.”She bolted inside.A second heel strike bulged the win...ow out dangerously.Don nodded. “Be safest to Taser her.”“Did that already, just managed to shove her back inside the cruiser and get the door shut while she was laughing at me.”“Damn. This is gonna suck.”Kathy – one of the jailers - and Melanie pushed the restraint chair out the door and ran it to them just as a third heel strike split the window. I was nervous, but I asked anyway. She showed me where the bathroom was and she returned to the kitchen. I went in and shut the door behind me. I looked for a lock but there wasn't one. It didn't matter. Even if she caught me, chances are she would just throw me out. I went through her laundry basket, searching for a pair of used panties, maybe a bra, or even leggings.After going through a few shirts and towels, I struck gold. I found two pairs of worn panties. A blue one and a purple one. I. “This is bad. Really bad. Like lose-your-job bad.”“He didn’t seem to mind…” Carson said hesitantly.“What? He was probably just freaked out and didn’t know what to say.”Carson rubbed the back of his neck. “Maybe I should go apologize.”Clarissa slid forward in her swivel chair. “No. No. No. That is the last thing you should do. You should never talk to him again if you can avoid it. Avoid getting this hotel a lawsuit. Avoid getting fired. Avoid getting me fired.”Carson felt the gravity of his. I told her how much I loved her tits and that it would make me very happy to see them again. She smiled, reached down to the hem of her blouse and slowly pulled it over her head and off. She folded it and laid it carefully on the ground next to her. As she shuffled closer to the fence on her hands and knees, I couldn't help noticing her tits sway back and forth. Fuck she's beautiful! She asked if her breasts pleased me and whether I though they were too big. I told her again, that she was very.