It must have been the alcohol or maybe it was the lightingbut Kat was starting to look more attractive, her wrinkles and laughterlines seemed to have ...aded over the evening but that was impossible. Ilooked toward the door and saw that night had fallen outside so maybethat was it. No harsh sunlight was making its way in so we were left inthe dim glow of the bar's lighting. That and my blurry vision from theamount of alcohol in my system. I shook my head and reached for thebottle, my cheap gold. Suddenly Vicky blurted out “Vince, I have to talk to you about what happened last night.” “Hon, I’m really sorry for leaving you. I feel so bad about it – please don’t be mad.” “No, it’s about what happened after you left,” Vicky continued. “Look, Hon, I left you in a bad position, something we agreed I would never do. Whatever happened, happened. There is no reason to talk about it. I had a wonderful time on our vacation and I hope that you did too.” As Vicky tried to say something else,. "Now do it," she ordered almost harshly. Almost like a robot Debbie stood up and removed her things leaving her totally naked below her waist!"Have done as you were told?" the voice in the phone asked. "Yes," came Debbie's soft reply. "Good, now tell me, are you dripping wet?" "D-dripping," she intoned in a barely audible tone. "Very good, dear," Miranda replied gently, "now be a good little girl and flick your finger over your hard little clit!" Miranda didn't have to ask if Debbie had. I shopped for another hour and didn't see her again, I figured the game was up and I had just about had it with the crowds so I was finishing in the last store when I saw her again. She was looking at me from the second level; she really didn't make eye contact this time she disappeared quickly. I was disappointed because I was hoping to make contact with her at some point, with the game over I decided that shopping was no longer any fun and I headed for the exit.I walked towards the rows of.