Both of our assailants were completely out of action, so I had plenty of time to call the cops and EMS on Liz's cellphone. Liz and I stood outside to ...ait for the emergency response. I had picked up the gun before we left the room, being careful not to affect its use as potential evidence.This time, the cops beat the EMS people, and we were in the process of telling our story to the cops when the medics arrived. We spent an hour with the cops telling and retelling our story, but they finally. I could feel how short my skirt was, the air going up under it and howit felt like it was riding up. I kept trying to adjust it."Stop trying to pull your skirt down," she said. "It's not going to getany longer." Sorry Kim," I said, "it's just that it feels like everyone can seeunderneath." You are a sissy, this isn't the last time that you'll be wearing ashort skirt or dress out in public. If I were you I'd get use to it,"she said."I don't know if I can," I said."Well," she said, "think of it. .. ," Simon Barker stuttered."I think I get the picture. You were having a drink with the copier salesman and he started quoting prices and you copied them down on this napkin. How am I doing so far?"Simon Barker was in his mid forties and quite capable, but I'd heard stories about him leaning too heavily on underlings. I didn't like the way he'd treated Wanda."Let me have that, Mr. Oldham. I'll have someone collect the numbers and resubmit my request to Ms Rowell."He extended his hand and only. I dreaded the thought of explaining the end of my fledgling career to family and friends.“Please Mrs McGlone, how can I make this right? What can I do?”She rose to her feet and to my astonishment puller per tights down a little. She then sat back down, this time her legs spread. “Well pervert, Mr McGlone hasn’t been up to par for a while now. Come over here”.I approached her hesitantly. She could end my career.While quite a bit older than me, and austere in her manner, there was no doubt that.