It locked with a tiny hex key. She loved it. It was ornamental, durable, obviously a slave collar and wearable in the shower.I locked it around her ne...k and it fit like it was made for her. I kissed her and she grinned, starting to get ready. “You want to come by the gym before you head to class and I’ll stretch you out?” she asked.“I’d love to, but I don’t think I have time for a round-trip this morning,” I said.“No classes this morning?” she asked.“No, I don’t go to campus. I use a virtual. ’ ‘And Carmen drove here and back just for that?’ ‘Yes, but she brought enough for you to have another cup tomorrow and some more the day after that. Norma likes you and all of us are happy she likes anyone. She had an abusive boyfriend for years that nearly beat her to death once. She ended up at the women’s shelter in that town but was slow to recover from the beating until a friend that volunteers at the shelter gave her the soup. My sisters and me took care of her but the psychological. I dragged my eyes away, trying to sneak a look at her face. She was looking toward the front of the bus. Then I saw her as she reached for the ‘stop’ button. My hand went between her legs as she stretched; I could actually feel the heat. Then she was gone.I found that day a struggle. My thoughts simply kept returning to the bus ride, how close her pussy had been to my hand, only separated by the material of her clothes. Each time my thoughts dwelt on it, I would feel my face get hot and my. "Kill them?" Yes," Lt. Foster said calmly from behind her, "that's just what we will do."I looked up at him, and he smiled and winked at me so I patted the girl's hand and went about my business.The next morning, Foster sent me and George out, telling us loud enough for the women to hear, that he wanted the Hessians found and found quickly. We both understood it was just a show and rode to a stream where we could rest until sundown."That there June girl," George said, "she's a right purty one.".