I had a brand new outfit purchased. I bought a pair of silk, black panties that hugged my rear and cupped my pussy in sensual caresses. Then I had a n...w garter belt, dark-red with black laces, to hold up my first ever pair of thigh-high stockings. My bra was also black, with dark crimson lacing circling the cups and boning to lift my breasts into lush mounds. My dress was a sleek evening gown, red and tight, hugging my body like a sheath with a wonderful, low-cut bodice.I showered then began my. Ready to maker her his slave, his consort, his wife.A pounding on the door disrupts his thinking. Adam quickly dons a robe and answers it, angrily. "What is it!? At this hour?!" Sorry, to disturb you sir," one of the embassy staff members said meekly. "Our intelligence office has been investigating that explosion over Gotham..." You disturbed my sleep for that!!!" Adam said angrily. He clenched his fist so tightly, his knuckles began to turn white. The arteries in his neck began to throb. And I know that you can put the screws to me, ruin my marriage and estrange me from family and friends, but if you do, there are some steps that I too can take. And since I will have nothing to lose, you can bet that I will."Lisa moved toward the bedroom she had shared with Marc since Saturday so she could collect her clothing. He smiled at her as she walked by him, clearly pissed off.For her part, she could feel her head pounding. She felt betrayed, angry, scared. She was terrified of what. Stevenson patrolled up and down between their cheap plastic desks slowly, glancing from paper to paper, eyes sharp for any signs of cheating. She lowered her head as he passed, hyperaware of how much time she had left.With only two problems left to solve she was snapped out of focus by the shrill ringing bell, swearing under her breath as she scrambled to write down something, anything, for the remaining questions, shoving her long black hair out of her eyes and back over her shoulder. Someone.