I let my hand brush against one of her black skirts, but she grabbed me by the wrist, and guided me over to one of her gray ones."Here honey, this wil... fit you better," she said.I looked at her thankfully. I took the skirt off of the hanger, and ran my hands over the soft material. I had never worn anything pretty like it before, since... it seemed like I had some time in the distant past, but I couldn't be certain of when. It was fuzzy and dim, but I was sure I used to dress like that."You had. Would you care to join me for a drink ?” he asked.“Not here.” I replied. “Let me go change, I’ll only be a few minutes”.“I’ll see you down in the car park” he whispered. I raced to the room. Quick change. Black underwear, he’ll like the contrast with my white bitch skin, I thought. Stockings, suspenders, definitely.I rushed to the lift.“Where to ?” he asked when we got in the car. “You choose” was my bland reply.We headed out of Rotterdam and stopped at this lovely country hotel. Once in the. Pressing down lightly on the small of his back again, she encourages him to rock back and forth on her finger, essentially fucking himself and setting his pace. As she listens to his moans and grunts grow louder, she knows that he is getting closer. Pulling her finger out, she orders him to roll over onto his back. Once he is on his back, she slides her finger back inside of his tight asshole, and starts to slowly, gently lap at his balls with her tongue. She looks up at him and grins, and. "Jenny's testimony will almost assure it will." Then if he thinks he can get at Jenny, he will. You mentioned that he's gone after other witnesses," I mused."Apparently so, but Jenny is the one that will cause him the most damage," Gwen replied."It's because I'm a minor," Jenny added."I know," I chuckled. "Which is why you should have avoided him like the plague in the first place." I know, but I was young and foolish then," she mockingly giggled."Not much has changed," giggled Gwen in.