“I hoped you would think so,” she said breathlessly as our lips met. We kissed each other fiercely. Our lips and tongues dancing together. I ...ouched the bare skin of her thighs, her back and her stomach. My fingers trailed along the edges of her bra and panties, teasing us both. I moved my hand between her legs and slid it up to her panties. I traced a finger on the material above her pussy then, pressed. She drew in a sharp breath, letting it out in a sigh. I felt the material dampen. So that he’d be proud of me. The cold feeling of abandonment had been partially washed away by the texted offer to pick me up. Meeting Mick’s colleagues went beyond an apology: it was renewed hope that what we had was real. “Are you sure I’m OK to go into a Police Station dressed like this?” I asked, wrapping Mick’s beloved black trench coat tightly around my body. “Of course,” Mick insisted. “And don’t worry, I’m sure they’ll love you just as much as I do.” “What? What did you just say?”. But it wasn't the real me.It was a brand new me.A me I didn't quite know yet.I was still getting used to the new me.DESCENT/ASCENTI had a one-person pack. Downtown. A condo. The homeowner buzzed mein, and I rolled my bin of flat boxes and paper and bubble wrap and tapeinto and then out of the elevator on the guy's floor. I knocked andheard his footsteps and then the door opened.Command presence.He stood ramrod straight. He was about three inches or so taller thanmy five-eight. He looked. I'm trying not to staretoo obvious, but I notice that there are only women walking in robessimilar to ours. Most of the women are big breasted, and they alsolooked sedated."You know, Sergey. Sometimes I wish there will be an accident and thelight will be switched off, and I will be stuck there for an hour ortwo," said one of the guards with a chuckle."Be careful what you wish for, not all of them are fully developed downthere, you know." Then I will be fucking they breasts, they are all fully.