I went through my spiel on those two pages and reached to turn to the next one. On the way back, my hand really dragged against her heavy tit and I re...ted my palm just a little higher on her thigh. I started talking about the projects pictured but my mind was elsewhere. I let my little finger move backward and it brushed the cloth in the crotch of her bikini. She had to know it was there but she seemed totally absorbed in the pictures.Once more I reached to turn the page and when I drew my hand. Walker didn't laugh or anything this time, he just replied, "Great,you can change in the bathroom down the hall." Frank stood up, as if inslow motion, and took the bundle from his boss. "You can keep your sameshoes and stockings. Also, please put on the panties as well." I'm already wearing panties," said Frank without thinking. Mr. Walkerchuckled at that."Perfect," he replied, and Frank walked to the bathroom.The costume was quite well-made, not a cheap sex-store item. Frank tookoff his top. We knew where one another lived and worked. We could have just turned up and said hello, but we were strict.And we introduced another little tweak: we'd stay celibate for a week before we met. No orgasms, solo or with other people. No playing, no touching, no release...It was hell but it was good. It's been a long time since I genuinely felt frustrated and desperate for a totally kinky fuck.Then the evening came round that we were to meet. Phone calls were exchanged. Champagne was chilled. And. A lot of people are still grumbling about being forced to wear them. I always wore mine.This wasn’t my first accident either, and I have seen the results of people flying around loose in a tin box. I touched the woman. I couldn’t believe she was still alive. She had been seriously injured when she was slammed into the door when the car rolled. She had busted bones and a nasty skull fracture. I could feel her slipping from me.I pressed the ring on my left hand into the side of her head, and for.