He asked if that was ok and I just managed to squeak out yes before hekissed me again. We stayed for some time just kissing and his handstroking my le... before I got the nerve up to put my hand in his lap. Assoon as I did he kissed me harder and slid his hand up the outside of mythigh and under my skirt. I could feel him getting hard again and slowlyrubbed him through his jeans. Jason pulled away from our kissing andlooked me in the eyes as he asked me, "Is this ok with you?"I didn't say. "You stillhave a long way to go before you earn your frillies." I still wasoptimistic about escaping and thought to myself, "That's what youthink." Mistress Mary sat down behind her desk. She looked at me. "Yes,I do think so." It was a good thing I was wearing a diaper, because Iwet my pants. After leaving me standing while she did some paperwork,she stood up and came around the desk. "Up," she directed me. I hoppedup on the table. She unbuckled the shoes, slipped them off and removedthe socks,. She led us to the desk of a black man.“Detective Jones, this is Mrs. Carlisi.”He stood and welcomed me.“This is my friend Diana O’Dell. She has some things to put into the report.”“Please sit down and let me get my recorder ready.”“You don’t type that fast?” Deb said with a chuckle.“I most certainly do not. I’ll record our conversation and make notes. Then I’ll turn it over to another that will type it up.”“How soon will I get a report number. I have an insurance agent holding up the process. The soldiers seemed to become immune from illness the farther into the wilderness they went. They weren’t happy but they were doing their duties as well as could be expected. That’s all Liala could ask.And to think that Octavia had told her that the temperatures were actually mild this year compared to some that she recalled from her childhood.As Joseph had done in Wellington, Liala was taking Octavia down the roads most heavily traveled (if the term could be used for any of the roads in the.