My wondering dirty mind had a direct link to my pussies flood gates and I was soon swimming in my own juices! Realizing this I looked down and noticed...my shorts had a noticeable wet spot. I little embarrassed but no one knew so I got up and went to the closets clothing store and bought some jeans and quickly went to the nearest restroom. The restroom that I entered doesn’t get a lot of through traffic cause it’s far back in the mall, so I was caught by surprise when I was no more then ten feet. ”“Yes it is. I just found out my wife was going to have a baby and if that had fallen anymore it would have tipped over my lift and I would have been crushed. I owe you my life and I don’t shirk on my debts.”“Hey! Come over here you two.” One of the bosses yelled at us.“Yes sir.”“Where did you learn to drive a lift?”“I don’t know. I don’t remember ever operating one before.”“Well that was one of the best jobs of operating a lift I have ever seen. I want you doing it full time. Any problem with. My costume is laid out waiting for me, and I can feel the warm flush rise to my face as I even think of going out in public like this. It is best for me not to think, of course, and just obey. I am hers, of course. I belong to my Lady.An hour later, as I am walking out in the bright sunshine obediently behind my Lady, I am almost glad for my heavy make-up, hoping it is enough to disguise me. Every time she takes me outside, in ever increasing humiliations, I feel the powerful, intense fear. Slowly and apparently hesitantly she sat as far away from him as she could."Nearer to me," he coaxed.She moved next to him and he put an avuncular arm round her shoulders."Monsignor Flavin tells me that you are to take part in our arrangements to help priests in difficulties?" he asked.She dropped her eyes and blushed as she whispered, "Yes, Sir."Pulling her gently towards him, he cupped her breast gently with his other hand. She dabbed ineffectually at it, as though trying to push it.