So how are we going to do this.” Marek asked grimly.“We, I’m sorry love you can’t help with this, you would be seen, leave finger prints. I ha...e to do this alone.” Heather ended in a whisper, Marek could hear the shake in her voice.“No! You’re not going alone.” Marek stated, “what would happen if you couldn’t find your way back?” Marek kissed Heather and rested his forehead against hers. “We don’t know the rules to this love, you’ve come away from where you died and now your going to leave me. I bought new secretary glasses. Put my black layered wig on and got dressed. Black thigh high stockings with a matching garter and lace bra. I got some of those silicone breasts to pack out the bra. A black pin stripe knee length pencil skirt with matching blazer. Underneath a white button up blouse that you could see my bra through. 6” black stiletto heels, a tennis bracelet. Earrings and of course my nails were French tipped. I rented a car for the event and I even tricked the guy at the car. He was keeping my thighs pinned between his knees. He squeezed his hands around my calves and I felt his lips brush the back of my thighs ever so lightly. I felt his hands inching up my inner thighs, getting closer to my exposed wet pussy lips... His hands cupped my round buttocks. As he squeezed them, his thumbs pressed against my damp pussy lips, slipping between them. The silk gag muffled my groan, a bit in protest and mostly in encouragement. I writhed beneath his strong hands, pressing. He was someone she could almost reach out and touch and he didn’t even know she existed because of her age. She didn’t mind because she knew she was far too young for such things. Besides, she had lots of other things to keep her busy like the tempting lapping waves of the mysterious dark lake that went almost to the horizon.Her mom told her that “There would be plenty of time for boys later” and Judy accepted that as a fact of life and didn’t question her mom’s wisdom. Still, sometimes it was.