She told me we were going to go all out so I should wear one of my "fancy" outfits, which was as close to a tux as you can get without actually being ... tux. She was wearing a very low cut black dress, it was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra, and I'd enjoy watching her ass as she walked to figure out if she was wearing panties. I quickly ascertained that either she was wearing a g-string, or she was completely naked beneath that thin dress. We first drove over to her mother's house and dropped. The adventure started at a fine Tuesday morning when I applied to leave for my office work due to heavy rain in Bangalore cause of vardah cyclone in Tamilnadu. I messaged devi the same and told her about the chill climate. She replied with a naughty message like “Then you wont allow me to wear any dress today “. I replied her that I will come your home after your hubby leaves the home. She said ok. I got ready, ate my breakfast and saw the time on my phone. It was already crossed 10 a.M. I tucked the two sheets back into the envelope and headed to the Customer Service desk as the front of the store. The two women working the counter gave me an odd look as one -- an elderly woman -- handed me the package.I took the package, a box that was about twelve inches by twelve inches and set it, along with the envelope, on the seat next to me. I sat there for a bit, staring at that box. It was so light in weight that it was hard to believe that any instrument of doom would be inside. I. She knew she had to comply, but could not bring herself to expose herself. ?Do it now, or else.? Still, she hesitated. Within seconds, Ann had her right hand clenched around Lauren’s neck. ?Do not defy me, you fucking bitch,? she hissed as she dug her nails into Lauren’s skin. ?Unless you want me to tear out your throat right here.? Lauren nodded meekly, hesitated for a brief second, then began disrobing. First to go was her simple green t-shirt. It was supposed to be.