The police might arrive to arrest me for stalking her. Would I be in hospital, prison or alone in the restaurant tonight? At half past seven I was in ...arper Street. I’d spent three hours trying to decide the image I wanted to portray, which had resulted in the contents of my wardrobe being spread across my bed. I thought the black leather jacket, white dress shirt and designer denim jeans would allow me to look smart and casual. A heavy rain shower that began suddenly as I came out of the tube. His mouth found hers, and he brushed her full lips with his tongue. Still in the throws of some dream, she responded to the kiss, opening her lips, inviting his exploration. Who was he to argue?The kiss was deep and wet, the kind movie directors must long for. When he finally moved aside to nibble her ear, she jolted awake.She didn't scream. Instead, she sucked in a sharp breath, trying to figure out where she was and what was going on. The drug and sleep lingered, leaving cobwebs in her. Now I know that she is mine but I still have to work fast as I do not know when George may walk in, I remove my pants keeping my face in her snatch. She starts moaning and breathing very hard and I know she is getting close to orgasim. She pulls my hair, she wants my cock in her, I come up and lay a big kiss on her while sliding my cock into her super wet cunt. It feels like heaven. I pull her legs up to my chest so I can get deep in her and bang her hard. She orgasims real hard, I thought she. That's your uniform." What?" Brit exclaimed in shock. "You want me to be naked?" Exactly," Crystal grinned. "Your uniform is to wear absolutely nothing. And by the way, I'm going to help you put it on." She stood up and helped Brit to her feet. Then she stepped in close and put her hands around Brit's waist. She took hold of the bottom of Brit's tee-shirt."Put your arms up," she said."Yes, Mistress." Brit raised her arms above her head. Crystal pulled the shirt up and over, leaving Brit.