As a place for a clandestine meeting, it would be last on most people’s lists which placed it first on mine.I parked in the well-filled lot and head...d for the main entrance. As cop bars go, the Rest is better appointed than most with a large open bar room well stocked with tables for seating its guests. On the last Friday of the month, it had a large number of customers but was not overly crowded. It was the perfect situation for my meeting with sergeant Devin Cross. It had enough witness to. And moved to a different town, a rural area but within a short drive of two university campuses, both of which had big sports programs, one of which had a significant performing arts program as well.By accident, advertising only by occasional word of mouth, it became known that I was available to tutor students in the humanities. By great good luck one early client was short of funds, intuited my sexual desire for him (I swear I didn’t stare!), and offered himself. Word spread.I developed a. And a woman doesn't clean house in a new skirt." She proceeded to hand me one of her faded jean skirts, a girl's t-shirt, and a pair of beige flip-flops."Here. Go into our room and change. While you're doing that I'll gather a few of my old panties and bras to add to your collection."-15-Jan sat at the foot of my bed, watching me with a non-expressive face. I now wore her jean skirt, which fell to just above my knees, a print t-shirt with red roses against a beige background, and beige flip. The cloth is so thin, from here I can make out your gentle folds in the contours of the fabric. And the smell of your womanhood, I bite my lip, consumed by lust. I hook my thumbs inside and pull them down and off your ankles in a continuous fluid motion, my eyes stare into yours the whole time. Tossing them to the side, I gaze at your body. You are perfect, your beautiful ivory flesh adorned with those pert nipples. Your flat stomach flows into your smooth shaven vagina, not a blemish in.