It is imperative that you do not use her name and you follow the instructions I have already given you. She is the submissive today and will do whatev...r you and the client say.’ She may have been a regular freelancer, used to submission and responding to demands, but the slight widening of her eyes belied an innocence that I was eager to explore. I walked towards her and slid my hand up her skirt thigh across the stocking tops and slid my finger between her wet lips.She gasped and her eyes shot. Then, she returned to the door and switched off the main overhead lights. The room was now quite dark, though it was almost as if a spotlight was right over Saema and she was the star of the show. In Vicky’s erotic mind, at least, this was quite true.Vicky set the box down on a wheeled cart next to Saema’s embalming table and then unfolded the top and opened it up. Inside, she could see the dark, slightly transparent plastic bags that the girl’s removed organs had been placed into. In this. "Tight skirts are sexy," he explained, "but a full skirt is morepractical. More comfortable."I felt I was all ready for a sexy, tight skirt, but I didn't object.I stepped into the skirt."The zipper and the closure go on your left side," he said. I rotatedthe skirt into the proper position and, with a little difficulty,zipped it up. It fit my waist well.I twisted back and forth, trying to make the skirt billow out.Finally, I did a sort of turn. But the skirt wasn't adapted to thatkind of. I turned my attention back to the movie. A few moments later and out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that the blanket had shifted.Curiosity got the best of me, so I turned my attention back to Kamal’s lap. The cover’s had shifted enough to show that Kamal had in fact had his cock exposed. He had a raging hard on and it looked as though he was pleasing himself. It took a moment for me to realize that it wasn’t Kamal’s hand on his cock, it was Ritu’s. With the pot still in my system, it took.