We sat in silence for a bit thinking, it was a fairly depressing topic, so we switched to other things."So are you going to see Caitlyn again today?" ...sked Nat."Might do at, maybe after lunch. I had such a wonderful time with her at the picnic she made me yesterday," I said."Caitlyn made you a picnic?" asked Laura."Yeah, the two of them were out picnicking together in the park," said Nat."Wow, sexy, and she makes picnics. You're a lucky girl, Em," said Laura.I smiled, I guess I was very lucky.. The thrill and the adrenaline of it is what I live for, the fear of getting caught, the increase in heartbeats whenever someone walks by the changing room. It was enough to drive me crazy. But as time went on simply stealing wasn't enough, my actions got bolder and as I began exploring my body in my younger years, so too did I explore my habits taking risks in public places and masturbating in the change rooms I stole from, my tastes branching out to further feelings of exposure and. “OK, that can be easy arranged” as she winked her eye. Then I asked Jill what is your sexual fantasy. Quickly she answered “I would like to take total control of a man. To be a Mistress of a slave is my fantasy.” Tell me more” I said. “I want to hear more! What would you do Jill if had complete and total control?” As she went into great detail of this fantasy. Which told me she had been doing a lot of thinking about it. I was getting more and more excited about it. As my mind place myself. Emboldened, I move my left hand further and further up your leg while continuing to rub your foot with my right. I can feel the heat coming off you, and we're both trying to control our breathing to keep from being caught by the others.You reach down and take my hand briefly, giving me a quick squeeze before returning my hand to your thigh. Again, I scratch my nails lightly over your strong thigh. Finally I reach the opening of your shorts, and when I slide my hand inside I find bare skin -.