Unlike the hair covered bulky wrap-around furs, they now wore almost form fitting shirts and leather pants that tucked nicely into their new knee high...moccasins. The thinner material hugged their lithe body's accentuating every voluptuous curve of their shapely female figures.At the same time they must have been looking at me in my new outfit because I was brought back to reality when Sheel said, "You look wonderful in your new furs Dac. Wow!" Double wow!" Roya exclaimed licking her lower. "No, please guard, don't do this to me, don't bring me to prison." Fuck you," I said, spitting in his face, "You're a scumbag." Stop. I'll do anything. Just pull the car over and i'll do anything for you." Anything?" I acted as if I pulled the car over and scooted over next to him in the back seat. "You like to have sex you filthy fuck?"He nodded."Suck my fucking cock you filthy cum whore," I whispered as I shoved his head into my crotch.He grumbled. He was rubbing his face around on my cock,. I'd seen this at other social affairs that did not involve sex. A teenage girl would dress in what was appropriate for her age group, and immediately get condescended to. There's something about a skirt that barely covers your butt that screams "immature" to most people. I really wanted to wear a skirt, I have nice legs and I liked showing them off, but a skirt has all sorts of implied social expectations, and I wasn't going to go there; the same with a dress, which was even more "dressed up". ’ ‘Yeah, no one who wasn’t already on the radar.’ Sandra took over, ‘The type of vehicle was wrong for our usual joy-riders. They want something that they can dash around in pretending that they’re racing drivers. Those four-by-fours didn’t fit with the usual lads’ modus operandi. Why, are you suggesting that Gil’s accident was something else?’ ‘I have no idea Sandra, but in my many years on the force, I learnt to believe that anything is a possibility. I think I’ll ask your Inspector to dig.