" I retrieved the IDs, and she slipped hers into a pocket of her skirt. We left the house, and headed for the bus stop, a block away.As we walked and ...ode to the store, she described the location we were heading toward. "The store we're going to isn't downtown, so we're not heading into a seedy part of town. It's actually a couple of miles over, on the edge of one of the shopping districts. It's in a strip mall, and is kind of a 'new age' place. It openly advertises what it is, and has fairly. That last part got my pussy even wetter and I decided what I was going to do if I got into the last 4. I managed to wangle it so that I was the last girl to do her thing and I watched the others to see what I had to do the get through to the second round.I had to laugh, along with most of the guys on the boat, as a couple of very over-weight, naked, and obviously drunk girls tried to impress the audience. How anyone can let themselves get that big is just beyond me. I would rather be dead than. The merestsuggestion of harassment from any of her girls who had ideas above theirlowly positions would be used ruthlessly to quell any dissent.That, of course would be outwith any of the women's involvement inMichelle's continued forced submission, humiliation and hence obedience!But it would be SHE, the Checkout Supervisor who would control, suggestand permit any such actions!After turning the latch on the outer door of the Checkout Office, MissHavlin wriggled the hem of her navy pencil skirt. The bubbles were opaque, and seemed to have large, dark squirming animals inside them. The wind now howled around them.“Hey, lady. Don’t go in there,” David shouted. But she ignored them and moved further out, now up to her chest in the lake. “Shit.” David quickly chucked his shoes and socks. He pulled off his shirt, and dropped his pants. “I’m going to go save her.”“I’ll go with you.” Patrick unbuttoned his cardigan.“Can you swim?” David looked over at him with a wry grin. He waded out into.