Her skirts became shorter, day by day; certain people in the office imagined that Melissa must have a whole wardrobe that contained skirts of all vari...us lengths from mid-thigh to just below her pussy. Sometimes her stocking tops would be on show and at other times she wouldn’t wear any at all, especially when the skirts got ridiculously short.There was a definite buzz in the office when Melissa’s skirts passed the stocking top limit because that would be when she decided to leave them off,. When I look down am not surprised to see the bulge in his pants."If we keep this up, I'm going to need to take you through your paces,” he says, grinning at me. "I know, right?" I reply and boldly place a hand on his thigh and softly caress him. "Oh, fuck," is all he says and pulls into a roadside rest stop.He cuts the engine and turns to face me. We look straight at each other for only a moment before he is pulling me in for a kiss. Not just a kiss, but a hungry and passionate mouth fuck. . I consider putting her on her knees right there in the parking lot, but think better of it - don't want to spoil a good thing by getting arrested.I ask about her car, but she says she doesn't have one - took a cab into town. Haa!, I think - planning to go home with someone tonight.I make this comment and she blushes in mild shame at my insight. "Uh, no, I, uh just didn't want to mess with traffic and everything." Yeah, right," I say, and pat her on the butt as I lead her to our pickup truck. I. ”“I’m not getting those vibes out of Morales, though,” Jeff insisted.“Dammit, Jeff, you were part of the tribunal that sentenced him to life.”“Yes,” Jeff groused, “and I’ve made other mistakes before, and will again.”“He can’t just go around killing people...” Whitworth argued.“And if he hadn’t?” Jeff queried.“He should have called the cops,” Whitworth groused.“And they would have taken a report if they had managed to get there before anything happened.”Whitworth tried one more thing, “He has a.