I had to be careful with mynew nails when it came to crunching figures and every time I stood up,I had to watch my skirt and how high it rode up on my...legs.But all in all, it was a normal day.Heather and I had a wonderful lunch and then we made love in heroffice.I complained that I wasn't feeling well and Heather had pills for me totake. They looked like the same ones from when I had a headache.I finished up my work and Heather told me that we were going out tocelebrate. I asked her if she. She had paper towels beside her, and she was soaking her nylons. "Just put those next to me here and relax." Marisa hung up her nylons, and then took each shoe as she scrubbed the insoles, and when she was done she washed her feet. It was a quick job but thorough. I was surprised when she walloped me across the head with a flat; apparently I was still standing next to her and paying attention to her feet! Marisa the said "Could you dry these out and bring me another pair?" I used several. I said no and I don’t know which one to buy. She said “it’s fine, I will teach you with mine for now.” We started our first lesson in the hall. We were sitting in opposite to each other. She said a few basics. Days went by and we became good friends.One day her brother is home watching cricket and it was really disturbing so she asked me get in to her room. That is my first time going into her room.We sat on the bed and she sat next to me, her fragrance is amazing and her deep voice is making. Was he right? Was I a slut? It had alwaysturned me on thinking about a cop nailing me, but this was real!! I wasn't just laying around day dreaming about what it would be like. I was captured,cuffed and helpless while the police officer was amusing himself with my openedpussy. I shuddered I had goose bumps on goose bumps and hated myself for respondingto this degradation in such a way. I could feel his fingers sliding along themoistness of my slit every now and then he would hit my clit, which.