”Greg weighed up his options for a second. On one hand, he’d only just met this chick, and she was clearly crazy. On the other hand, she seemed to...be a kind of crazy he could use ... and he’d already emptied his balls several times that day.“Get dressed,” he said, and when Lily had shot him a questioning look in response, he’d looked her firmly in the eyes. “Unless you’re not serious about being mine.”She didn’t say anything in return, just got up and immediately started dressing. Greg. He was on there as a single male by this point, but was still keen to engage her if he could. After chatting for a while we agreed a direct approach wouldn't work, so we came up with a cunning ruse for me to try and get her chatting.The idea was that he would give me her phone number, and I would text her (from a secret pay as you go phone) as effectively a wrong number and hope to engage her in chat. So I texted her something like "Thank you for a wonderful night last night, I had a terrific. I had hidden my panties from that day, since they were covered in cum. I didn’t want my mom to find them when she did the laundry. So, I gave them to my father to get them tested. Even after he got them tested and proved that what I said was true, he still blamed me for ruining his reputation. Within a week, they had arranged to send me to a home in Oklahoma City that helped pregnant teenagers. That was the last time I ever saw my father. I saw my mother once more, a week after my son, Conner,. “I will help you.” The Captain’s words were spoken with a smirk.Shaking her head, “No … thank you,” Ekaterina stepped back and loosened the zipper on the skirt, which, following an unwittingly provocative wiggle of her hips, slipped down her legs to pool at her ankles. She stepped free of it allowing the garment to be picked up by Andreytov. The Captain stood smiling at her, and the beautiful Agent, standing only in her tight red sweater, white panties and matching hold up stockings, knew what.