, I was reading somewhere that a proper and decent woman wears a blouse and a skirt. You are a proper and decent woman aren't you, Mrs. C.?" Greg aske..., again staring at her intently.Sensing his intent gaze, and confused about the strange feelings running rampant through her, as she knelt at his feet, Mrs. Clark began to color slightly at the cheeks and could not look him in the eyes. Her thoughts were jumbled and she had a difficult time formulating a response. When she realized he expected. ? Jill was scared out of her wits. It was bad enough that Sandy AND Brian saw that video but now they would watch her in person. She had no choice. She was at the mercy of a fourteen year old girl. She wasn’t sure if she should crawl or not but she did. She didn’t want Sandy to think up any punishments that were even worse. When she crawled back in with the two dildos she sat down and waited for Sandy to say something. She had already realized that she was not to do ANYTHING. "Is this some kind of sick fucking joke?" she asked. "Just look at me!" she cried.Some type of dark brown leg armor covered both of her feet and legs ending just above her knees. She wore a belt that circled her just below her navel, four chains dangled from this and suspended a short dark blue pleated skirt that sat low on her waist and ended in length just below her ass cheeks. Her breasts rested in cups that ended just below her nipples and were part of a corset that circled her and ended. They had only recently found each other again and all the feelings had come back to Ben at once. He knew he had to see her. He didn't know what would happen but he knew there was only one place they could meet that felt right. Their spot.When Ben looked over and saw her step out of the car and clumsily shut the door, his heart sank. Through Ben's eyes, he saw her almost in slow motion. It was like a movie with a pink haze surrounding her. Her long dark hair danced around her face as the wind.