”Bout time,’ as she followed me inside. She began moving down the aisles of dancer apparel looking quickly from one article to another. She found...a plaid outfit that looked like a Catholic school girl uniform, only skimpier. The skirt portion was about the size of the shorts she was wearing. There were two straps that made the skirt a kind of smock. The straps were about three inches wide and joined at the back. ‘I like this one,’ she said happily as she held it up for my inspection. ‘I could. But there were also guns and horses and lots of other odds and ends the Indians decided to take.The pace was a fast walk at first and Maria had difficulty keeping up on her tender bare feet. The rough soil and pebbles quickly tore the soles of Marie's feet to ribbons. Eventually the pain numbed her feet and when the Indian leader slowed the pace after several hours, it was somewhat easier for Marie.She stumbled a lot and was jerked forward by her captor every time it happened. Her obstinacy. From time to time one of the girls would leave their desk and make their way to a cabinet to either file something or retrieve some papers. I watched intently each time, admiring their sexy sways and girly hip sashays as their tight skirted arses wiggled delightfully. Becoming somewhat distracted from my own task I couldn't resist reaching under my own black pencil skirt and gently stroking my aroused mound through the delicate lace of my white panties.As the hours passed I heard my intercom. Few weeks later I went to their house. Her parents were in the other room and his brother was playing in front of the table we were sitting. I asked Priyanka , “What is your mom and dad doing” she replied, “sleeping”. “Please tell your brother to go to another room for playing”Obedient Priyanka did so. I said again, “Priyanka, last time I kissed you but that wasn’t perfect so I want to kiss you in the lips now. ” I knew Priyanka would agree because she took me as her own brother.I told her, “Go.