Not that it mattered all that much at that moment.“Piss in my mouth first,” she breathed, fumbling at the buttons on her sweater to reveal a bra t...at matched her panties.“Please?” She pleaded as I hesitated.“For me, you’ll try?”I simply nodded, closing my eyes as she took me in her mouth again, trying to relax. Fortunately, I’d had several beers shortly before we’d met, trying to at least make an effort into socializing. Enough that it didn’t take long to realize that my bladder was fairly. ‘Still your thoughts,” the voice returns along with the hissing sound, and they do. I try to panic, but all I can do is stand in my circle of light in silence. My thoughts float up from the depths of my consciousness one at a time as I observe my situation in what seems like slow motion. I can’t seem to latch on to a single one of them though.The rustle of cloth brings my attention to movement outside the spotlight. In the dark, something circles me. I can’t turn to follow the sound as it. Nothing. The air was eerily still. Crisp. Faint swirls of electric blue bounced rhythmically off houses from the silent squad cars parked in the adjacent street. Closer to where I stood, the paving stones glittered under the whitish hue from low-sodium street lights beneath a cloudless sky. The days were not due to gradually begin lengthening for another week at least.Minutes earlier, cursing my continuing streak of rotten luck, I'd pigeon-stepped – partly skidded – past unfamiliar rows of. Lisa's fist wasresponsible for that!I used the toilet, then soaked in the tub for twenty minutes. The warmwater soothed my aching body, leaving me refreshed and invigorated. Idried my voluptuous body and put on a pink robe and high heel slippers.When I had selected the clothes that I was to wear today, keeping inmind the instructions Dr Lambert had given me, I sat down at thedressing table to do my hair, apply my make up and put on my lingerie,what little he had instructed me to wear.When my.