“Who do you belong to, slut?” Remembering her words from earlier, my body betraying me, shivers running up and down my spine, my pussy dripping li...e a leaky faucet, I answered as best as I could. “I belong to you, Officer.” “Good girl.” She said with a smile, turning the baton around in her hands and giving me my reward. I felt the knob rub along my slit, pushing against my clit until I couldn’t stand it anymore, and then traveling the length of my soaking wet pussy again. Without being told, I. She was rather obsessive in obtaining, moving and reassembling the Nuymean circle there. She didn’t want it going to the annex, but the available space, politics and funding swung that way at the time.’ They approached the lobby. She wished she had more time and still had questions. It all happened so fast. She didn’t even notice that her walking pace was almost normal, despite the new footwear. Sue didn’t want the others to overhear anything so changed the subject to the weather. Snow was a. Of course I immediately entertained yet another set of thoughts.I mean, how could I do it? How could I go to the biggest dance of my life - the only dance - well, it is to be hoped, the first fancy dress dance of my life - stark naked? I'd be - I'd be - I'd be - naked!Let me point out to you, that naked is NOT fancy dress! Naked is totally undressed! Totally!Of course, my date was going to be naked, too, but still."Mom, let's try again to find a dress today," I said over the bowl of corn flakes. She was wearing a low cut see-through blouse with plenty of cleavage on show and a visibly lace white bra underneath, as well as a very short skirt. Her smile was also pure seduction and she just opened the door wide and ushered me in.I went through to her lounge and sat down on one of her sofa's. Kathryn offered me a drink proffering a bottle of wine already un-opened on her coffee table and when I nodded she poured me a large glass full. She then sat on the opposite sofa and I didn't need to.