"Hello, dear," she said. "You're a bit late. They've all gone." Ifroze. Dumbstruck. What was I to do?"Are you Sissy?" asked the cleaner. At least, I t...ink that's what shesaid. It almost sounded like "Are you A sissy?" I stared at her. "Theyleft that bag for you." She pointed. It was my bag. I glanced inside. Itwasn't as full as I had expected. But I could see some shirts. And on topof them were three packages wrapped in white paper. They must contain thesolvent or whatever was needed to remove. “He wanted me to be in the room with them when he visits. He wants to work up to having her call him Daddy, too,” she said. “I’m not at a place where I can do that. You’re her real daddy, not Jimmy, good guy that he is. That is your place not his. He can be a close friend a well-loved uncle, but a daddy? No.”He nodded, but he was not at all sure of that he agreed with her. He loved and appreciated the truth that she saw him not his ex-BFF as the baby’s real daddy, but inside he knew it wasn’t. She stripped him this time, wanting to see more skin than normal, he stripped her and started slapping her cute ass. Carol got on the floor of this tiny room and spread her legs, Mark got down there and licked her clit, ran his tongue down her whole snatch, even licked her asshole. He tasted her pussy juices, used his fingers to spread her open wide, played with the ring inside of her, fingerfucked her, took total ownership of that pussys pleasure. After a few minutes, the excitement built up. ?Put that on? I ordered sharply but she just lay there crying soI sprang onto the bed and sat astride her ?Listen bitch, you do as I say andput on that uniform, or I'll fuck you up the arse with the biggest dildo you'llever see in your life.? The I slapped her round the face twice more to reinforcethe threat. This did the trick and mechanically she began to don her uniform,I can't imagine she'd ever wear it again, and certainly not to be degradedby an older woman. ?Jesus,? I thought, ?What a.