He asked if he could feel the material of the dress and I too quickly said yes please. His hand on the top of my thigh was warm and I felt my heart...beat accelerate as I flushed with heat. The booth was very private and I was feeling the effect of three glasses of wine. I quit talking now and just stared at him. I uncrossed my legs and opened them ever so slightly. He noticed. His hand moved slowly off the dress to my leg encased in a silky pair of thigh highs. He paused. ‘Well in that case, I think it would be appropriate to hold an emergency case conference immediately, don’t you? Perhaps you should get in touch with the police and Mrs. Winters. Mr. Winters and I shall be at your office at four o’clock. Please have all the other interested parties present.’ ‘I don’t think that is possible …’ ‘You are charged with child safety, Ms Aristedes, believe me it is not in your personal or departmental interests to delay this matter. Four o’clock. Thank you.’ Milla. My problems at school with it, were largely down to duration of use, plus the fact that I was using it around people who saw me every day. Here, I would be in and out 10 minutes tops. While the security guard recognising me was a worry, he had got a pretty close look at me, I suspected all he was focusing on was my scales and irisless eyes, he probably didn't even see the rest of me.I figured it was worth a go, I could always vanish and do a runner. I switched on my disguise checking if it had. I took a longish shower wash the both of us off my face, chest and belly. And suddenly remembered with a pang of guilt that this was Johns lunch hour and he had to go back to work.So I hurriedly dried off, and went back into the bedroom. The bed was now stripped and I could hear the sound of a washing machine starting up somewhere in the flat.I snatched up my clothes from where they lay after I had dumped them in a lustful hurry, and dressed."I'm through here, come on in" John's voice said as I.