The waist was navel height, the hem hit a handspan above mid-thigh and when I twirled the pleated skirt flowed out wonderfully."I love it!" I said."Si...e 8. It's much sexier than the other one, Betty."Cindy's final suggestion, that I use press-on nails instead of painting my own pampered fingernails also made sense to me if I were gainful employment soon. She had even brought some in her bag of tricks and after we applied them together I admired my outstretched hand; the French nails struck me. ” She stopped herself, feeling rather foolish, as her only real knowledge of France had come from films, and she knew that those could give a rather distorted view. She could hardly believe her ears when Steve said to her that if she wanted she could come too, it was a three-bedroom apartment, so plenty of space, and that she can do as she liked.All week she thought about the offer. It would be a great break, a bit like doing a Shirley Valentine, but how could she tell Tom? Then she hit on the. From its front door, one could see the beginnings of County Line Road, but the Hemphill place was well-away -- close to a mile -- from the scene of Emma Majeski's murder.He knocked on the door. Someone inside turned down the TV and Sam heard the door being unlocked. It was a boy about nine years of age."Hello," Sam began. "I'm Deputy Sheriff Sam Wicks..." We didn't do nothin!" the boy exclaimed. "Jimmy!" The boy slammed the door closed in Sam's face. Thinking better of it, he instantly reopened. My ass was stinging and he showed no signs of stopping. Suddenly, he threw me to the floor. I landed in a heap and he stood up. ‘Get on your knees,’ he demanded. ‘Take off my pants.’ I knelt up and unhooked his belt. I opened the button and unzipped his fly. I slid the pants to the floor and he stood there in his briefs, his dick bulging against the material. ‘Take off the shorts, girl.’ I did as I was told mostly to stave off another spanking. I assumed he’d want a blow-job, given my position,.