Follow me slave.” Taking Jess into the bedroom, I begin looking for clothing that could fit us. In the end I find a loose white skirt that ends at m... knees and a low-cut tank top, giving me plenty of cleavage; any thought of underwear was made impossible from my growth, instead I use some sex tape to restrict my cock to prevent any public incidences. For Jess I find one of Elizabeth’s old outfits: a pair of denim booty shorts and a red, tieback top with a deep V-neck, “You look amazing. There was a photo ID that said she was with the Department of Commerce, naming her as Celeste Calliway, Special Agent. The same leather case held what was supposed to be a DoC badge.I looked at her, puzzled and confused."Mr. Humphries, my job right now is to make you understand some things. There are reasons why Carole could not be more helpful in her description."For reasons of Government interests, you will have to take what I'm telling you on faith. I am limited in what I can tell. He fought the urge to stroke it away.He cleared his throat."Is that everything?" he asked. "I think so." You can come back for anything else anyway," he said. "Whenever you need. It’s not like I’m going to run out."He walked her back to her room and pointed out the bathroom. Then he took her on a tour through the dresser, which was mostly empty but held fresh sheets and pillow cases. Extra towels for the pool or after a shower. He showed her where she could find the basic toiletries.“I’m sorry. It's time. He belongs with Jeanne.” “I know, but...” “We just met him, but we'll miss him too. At least we all got to meet him.” Staring at me, Maureen said, “I don't know what I would have done if I hadn't met you.” Now it was my turn to speak. I said, “I needed you just as much as you needed me.” “Why?” “You, Ginger and Scotty showed me that I'm finally ready to go home. I will be forever grateful to you for that.” “It was serendipity for both of us.” Now Maureen was smiling. Ginger said,.