I am attached to the constabulary in some ways which allow me to perform my duties in as fluid a manner as I need to do them. I am a military attaché...for the government. Back home, the job is called Special Inspector. If you’d read the dossier which was provided, you’d know that my rank is equivalent to your own, Lieutenant Harris.’ ‘I did read it,’ Harris growled, ‘and I did check. I was told that you’re here to ride along. I don’t have to like it. I just don’t see the need.’ ‘If you read the. It revealed that she wore nothing beneath except a fine black lace suspender belt supporting black lace seamed stockings. It was so incredibly erotic. The full-length zipper went from neck to hem and when it was undone allowed me to peel the dress forward off her like a skin. She raised her arms and I lifted the garment off her body as she stood naked except for suspender, stockings and stilettoes. She was even slightly taller than I as she stood and gave me a silent gaze as if to say ‘you’ve. "The judge scanned the documents for two minutes, shaking his head. "The court so rules." Your honor we also request, to ease our proceedings, that your ruling on this matter be retroactive to the time Cheri Harris left home and declare her a ward of the State at that time."The judge grasped the reasoning immediately. "So granted," he said. "Now, this young man, you have been introduced to the court as Captain Smith. You look awful young to be addressed so. In fact, you are documented here as. Fantasizing about how I'll sleep with every one of them, perhaps several at once each night. I feel a stiffness come on. It's not a problem, nobody can see it from here.I start touching yourself over my pants, drifting off into fantasy while I look at the back of their heads, remembering how they look, their big breasts hiding under their summer dresses.One of them stand up, turn around and we make eye contact. She smiles but I am so embarrassed I avert my eyes. "Don't want to seem creepy, that.