I quickly pulled my hand away and swung over to the fridge, too conscious of the brevity of my skirt. "Hmm..." I opened the refrigerator door, grate...ul of the rush of cold air on my burning skin. "Let's see... we've got juice, tea, water, wine, beer..." I leaned over a bit, peering deep into the recesses of the appliance "and vod" I felt him behind me. Close behind me. I froze, my hands on the door and the side of the fridge. I felt his hands on the waist of my dress. They slid up, the. "Yes," I said."I'm Officer Krysta. Can I come in?" she asked."What's this about?" About possible inappropriate behavior on your part."The words were like being dunked in the Arctic ocean. I instantly became alert."What kind of behavior?" I asked."May I?" she said and then walked in.I couldn't prevent her. Well, maybe I could but I would risk the charge that I hit a police officer. I followed her into my living room."What's this about, officer? I know some of the kids don't like me. Is that what. She pulled up the bottom of her dress to reveal that she was not wearing any panties either. She was already wet with anticipation of the upcoming show and she could feel the moisture from her pussy seeping down onto the hard wooden chair that she was sitting on. Several dozen more followers started to sign on as word spread that her show had started. She saw that several of them had made paypal donations, but not enough for her to be done yet.She reached into the backpack that she had brought. "Your hero saved me." Hero? Kevin??" She clapped."And his side kick JC." I said grinning at JC. Which of course caused Pat to notice his eye. I was off the hook and she went scampering after poor JC. I knew I'd be drilled later.Larry and Billy had made new stalls ready and the horses were bedded down, given time to get used to the sights, smells and sounds of their new home. I went to bed to sleep the sleep of the dead.No rest for the weary, work started in ernest the very next day. Things were.