“What would you like me to do first son?” I asked. He leaned towards me and whispered in my ear “Get up and face me.” I did and then he reache... his hand up my skirt, and started rubbing my thighs. Then he pulled it up a little more and his right hand found my panties, and he started rubbing. “I love it that you’re not shaved mom I love hairy pussy. That made me even wetter then I was before. I started to just moan. “I’m going to pull up your skirt and lick your pussy” he told me. “Oh yes. I might look like some super-feminine anime babe, but I will be respected, and if you don't do that, I WILL kick your ass!"Tracy glanced over at Miss K, shocked at both what she said and how right she was. "Wow. That's deep. I'm impressed."Miss K continued by saying, "I'll kick anyone's ass, especially with these lovely tits I paid for," pawing at her huge boobs in the process. She then lifted her shirt up over her breasts, rolled the nipples between her thumb and forefinger and lifted each. You fucked up and missed so now you have to wear it till I say you can clean up." I can't do this in the office!" I said kind of loud.She just looked at me and said "TOP"I started crying and took the scissors and cut another button off. I only had 5 left and hoped I could keep them until everyone else had left. Lucky for me it was Friday and everyone usually left early, so I might make it. My problem now was the dress was more open on top and my tiny tits were starting to show and I smelled. I had a bathroom and dressing room of about the same ten meter by ten meter size with a combination jacuzzi and shower bath big enough for three or four humans. My office had a sleep learner, a desk, and some seating—along with a food station. I drew a liter of water and programmed a standard fast-food soft-serve banana split: three "scoops" of vanilla ice cream, a banana split lengthwise, chocolate syrup, pineapple sauce with chunks of pineapple, strawberry topping, imitation whipped cream,.