Oh my god!"Rose's words were echoed from the back door as Joanne and Amy walked in wearing their gis."Oh my god!" Joanne screamed. Amy just screamed.I...turned and rushed to them. Amy was waving her arms as if to ward me away and then dropped into her battle stance. I came up short; there was no way I wanted to come to blows with Joanne's bodyguard."I'm sorry," I said, echoing Angela's complaint. "We forgot you were coming in and got carried away. Either you can go back to the bus or we can all. I hiked my skirt up to my waist to make sure her view wasn't obstructed. I then proceeding to rub my crotch again.She looked horrified at first but her erect nipple told me she was intrigued. With my other hand I grabbed onto the edge of the table and leaned back. I was really getting into it. She watched as my chest moved up and down more rapidly. I peeked at her and saw that she was following my lead. She had started rubbing herself through her pants. But I could tell in her eyes that she. ’ ‘I’m not really in a laughing mood right now, you motherfucker! If you want to be here in the morning, you fucking start telling me about what happened while I was gone! Right now. All of it!’ ‘Okay, let’s go sit down on the couch.’ I went into the kitchen and poured us each a glass of wine. It was a nice merlot. I hoped it would help settle her down a little. I knew I was in deep, deep shit. I handed her a glass and sat down. ‘You probably should have brought the whole bottle, I may need. " He hung up. I stood there with the phone in my hand and water dripping off me. My torment had returned. Did he really ask me to go to his office in the pink dress. He knew I didn't like the dress. He had made me buy it. I had worn it while on holidays but it wasn't suitable for the office. It was very short and low cut at the front and back and he didn't want me to wear any underwear. I couldn't do it. People would see me. I dried myself and lay on the bed. I knew I would be punished if I.