“I think you forgot your panties. Wait, is that a butt plug?”, he asked as his eyes grew wide.My cunt contracted and a drop of my pussy juice tra...ed a line down my inner thigh. If he noticed, he didn’t let on. “Um yes, I bought it today. I heard they help it and not hurt as much”. I answered demurely.“Turn around and bend over so I can see it”. This was unexpected. He for sure would see that my pussy was soaked now, but I did as he told. I turned around and keeping my knees straight I. "What's CMNF supposed to mean?", she asked, confused."I think it's… well… from what I… uhm… I do remember… well, like… I think I remember I have read about this once, and it means… but I am not sure, if that's also the meaning here, you know… but… so… from what I've heard, it means 'clothed male, naked female'."Megan looked at him, puzzled."It means men are supposed to wear suits at the party, and women are supposed to wear… nothing."Megan stared. Blinked."You're not serious!", she said."I am. 'I went inside and was taken to one of the bedrooms. I saw my yellow dresstogether with a load of other frilly items on the bed.'Now piggy, there's a gay and lesbian bar on the outskirts of town. EverySaturday night they have a 'live your dreams' night. It's a fancy dressnight where pretty much anything goes. Guess what piggy, your dream hasto always be a pretty little party girl. You're going to wear your littleoutfit to the bar. We'll give you a lift there and then we'll go our ownways. Lynne. "I don't trust that redhead bitch." With good reason," Paul said. "It turns out that this guy Johnson--actually his name's not Johnson at all; it's Kramer--is a cop, a lieutenant on the Vice Squad, and he's after your tail. He got Cindy to promise to turn evidence on you and testify against you in court."Snyder stared at him, wide-eyed. "Is this true?"Steve Paul looked hurt. "You know me, Jay," he said. "I'm no alarmist. Everything I said is true. I can play the tape for you if you want."Snyder.