So he arranged his tripod, then unbuttoned my blouse and fondled one if my tits; explaining that a little physical stimulation would bring an all-impo...tant bloom to the skin!}At this point, Rachel unclipped her bra and I took up the invitation to fondle her taunt little breasts. She writhed in pleasure and continued, {It had all been rather fun; until my mother unexpectedly appeared! She’d stopped in her tracks to survey my semi-clad form. Then with steely cold eyes she’d said softly, “Rachel,. . adequate... for the task at hand.”I grimaced at the second negative evaluation of my ability, even though I still had no idea what she wanted me to do.She laughed again and smiled sweetly at me. For some reason I suddenly thought of Glinda, the Good Witch from Wizard of Oz. Only I never worried that Glinda might turn someone into a frog... or worse. “As to why you are here,” she continued in her cheery voice, “it is simple. You are here to save a wise woman from an unjust death. The Queen has. “So, are you armed?” he asked, staring straight ahead.“I’ve been told I’m pretty disarming,” she said. Only then did Mickey turn around, and he discovered a cute, pretty even, blonde teenager standing in his kitchen, wearing only a modest matching baby blue bra and panties set. “Are you Detective McKinnon?”“Uh, yeah,” he managed, telling himself that she had the disarming part night. Barely over five feet tall, all legs, it only took a moment for him to remember she was one of Susan Castle’s. Eigentlich war die Arbeit hier gar nicht schlecht, wenn nur die Patienten nicht wären, dachte sie schmunzelnd.Es waren ausschließlich Männer, alle waren logischerweise Straftäter und alle waren wegen Gewaltdelikten, meist Sexualdelikten, inhaftiert.Ihre Aufgabe sollte es sein die Männer zu therapieren um diese dann nach ableisten der Haftstrafe wieder auf die Gesellschaft loslassen zu können.Bei dem Gedanken daran graute es ihr.Bei mindestens 70 Prozent ihrer Patienten waren sämtliche.