Her Babbs' side of her brain was driving her more and more into thinking all this was normal. Shortly after 11 she received an email from Bill Todd. "...ave been in touch with Mr. Darrien. I am pleased that you would be willing to meet with me. I think you will find that having a sponsor will make you a more successful competitor at our events. It will also make it a superior experience. If you are free this weekend, I can have my plane pick you up and bring you to Atlanta. The drive is about 5. I would never do that. Please don’t get upset with me,” he said worried that I was upset with him.I just smiled at him as I responded, “Relax Mike, I was just teasing you. Kitten has requested you take the long way to this restaurant as she wants to thank me properly for today.”Mike winked at me and said, “No problem, Sir, I can do that.”When I got in the car Kitten was already pulling her dress down so I could see her tits and then raised it to show me her freshly shaved pussy. When I sat, she. "Finger me," Cindi whispered.I reached over, slipped two fingers into Cindi's gaping, wet pussy, and began finger fucking her. The young guy matched my movements stroke for stroke. He appeared ready to get off when a security guard tapped him on the shoulder and shook his head. The guy quickly tucked himself away, got up, and walked out.I kept my fingers where they were and waited to see if the guard was going to say anything. He looked over, smiled, and returned to where he was standing. When. Reluctantly I pulled away and went to get changed.Reaching my (or rather our) bedroom I had a look what I was going towear, a stretch denim skirt, coupled to a blue sleeveless silk top with a'V' neck fastened with a button at the back there were ruffles around thearms and a ruffle down the front, very feminine not too revealing andpractical, Black 4" wedge heels and matching 2" belt.I stripped and slipped on barely black tights, a dark blue half slipfinally my skirt which hugged my figure but.