It was one of the guilty fantasies we all have and never admit to. Like a woman wanting to be raped, and she never wants it to happen, not really, she...just likes to think about it from time to time.This was happening though. This was the reality of it and I closed my eyes tightly as I felt the deputy's big hands move around to my taut belly, feeling my body through that thin cotton shirt I was wearing. He lifted his hands slowly, as if he was teasing the both of us, and I gasped as I felt him. “This Maquis thing.” Tony asked their visitor. “What is it exactly?”“Exactly? It’s the same as you are. It’s doing the same things. It has more equipment than you have. We have made arrangements,” he paused and turned to Sir Michael. “That reminds me. If it’s at all convenient...”Everyone paused and looked around as the main entrance bell rang loudly in the hallway.“I’ll go,” said Millie, quickly standing.Sir Michael nodded at Steve to accompany her, but to stand out of sight of the front. Baker wanted to see him had been frightening enough. Then thissecond woman, perceptively as powerful as Ms. Baker, maybe more soperhaps, only compounded mark's fears. He was definitely confused and alittle scared as he sat."Mark, a few weeks ago, five to be exact, you spent some time on one ofthe libraries computers. A lot of time and while, both your session andthe information going into and out of those computers are private andpersonal, I did chance upon the contents. Mark, it was an. Miss Maggie took off all of her clothes as well, which made me feel a bit more comfortable. He felt my breasts, then moved his hands to my pussy, running his fingers through my scant pubic hair. “Almost perfect,” he said.He led me to the bed and had me lie back on it.He grabbed a wash basin and shaving cream with a brush and a straight razor. He lathered up my pussy and then expertly shaved my pubic hair from around my pussy. (Which is the way I have kept it for most of my life.)He cleaned me.