We left my room to go downstairs and eat.Once we were seated, Sue asked, “Do you have an idea of where you would like to live and what type of house...you want?”“I’m not sure. Since I want to keep a low profile, I suppose I should avoid the metropolitan area. Perhaps I need an area that will give me some privacy. Vora doesn’t have high mountains like Denver. I think I might like it up in the hills.”Bill looked at me and asked, “Do you know how to drive a car?”I looked at him and said, “No, but I. . no touching.. you havnt deserved that slaveboy”. While she zooms along the streets she asks me if I am wearing the underclothes she told me.. I tell her yes . “pull down your pants and show it“ i pull the pants all the way down to my ankles while sitting and show her my hard cock, the combined buttplug / penisring and the thong as described above.. “turn on the vibrator and stroke you cock slowly and keep him hard and on edge til we get to the house” she tells me.. doing that the time goes. The creed is not to be a canon, but to be more like a machine gun. You attack until there is no longer a threat.”Six months later, she was teaching a class of veteran officers who were fulfilling their bi-annual defensive tactics instruction requirements, when a tall, extremely good-looking, and athletically built officer walked into the class. He crossed the gym floor with an air of confidence and cockiness.“Sorry I’m late, I had a late night.”“What’s your name, officer?”“Detective Chad. I did not look up to her face as she answered, my attention now drifting to the front of her panties.- "Before I was married I was never interested. It was another time. And now my husband doesn't want to. He says it is weird."I did not answer. Instead I now traced my fingers over the front of her panties starting at her hip. She was slim and her hip bones were slightly protruding from her flat stomach. Not much but enough for the string to not lie flush over her stomach. There was a little.