The worry of my life was her (Sangeeta), she was my Boss's Business Partner & his Bed Partner too (I suppose). She was in her 30’s, 5’ 4” tall a...d good looking. She was a terror. I was very comfortable working with ladies (Actually I wanted my boss to be a lady). she use to point out my mistakes unnecessarily and this made me very irritated as I always felt I was perfect in my work. One Friday Evening at around 8 pm, there were not many people in the office as mostly everyone leaves by 6 pm, I. Rope was also tied tightly around her waist, and then loopedthrough the crack of her buttocks and obviously secured in the front. Her labiawere split by the rope and from my vantage point I could clearly see themprotruding, red and swollen. Diane?s buttocks, thighs, and upper back werecovered with red welts were she had obviously been whipped with something. My heart began tobeat furiously, and I feared I was witnessing some sort of assault and batteryon Diane. Without breathing I took a step. ” Mollineaux queried.“Both,” she insisted.“My Lord the prosecution requests’ Miss A’s knickers be presented to court as prosecution exhibit number twenty nine.”“Are you completely mad Mr Mollineaux, do you need psychiatric help?” the Judge enquired.“No I merely wish to verify whether Miss A is telling the truth on this occasion,” Molineaux insisted.“Then I need a moment to confer with the Clerk of the Court,” the Judge replied. The clerk who was sat in front of him lower down stood and they had. Enjoy that while you can, since we girls spend most of our lives trying to subtract years!"Alan felt near to panic. Did Fiona know? Why would she help with the plot? He tried on the bra and panties and donned his slip and robe. Even more conscious of his chest now; it had become even bigger than Cecilia's at about a full 'B', and felt funny to be sitting on the padding on his derriere. A turn in front of the mirror convinced him, though. No one could look at those curves and think 'boy'. Maybe,.