"Well, that moves up the time schedule," she whispered as she removed an earring and began to dial the familiar number."Hi, Mama. Yeah, I got your mes...age... Well, look it's a bit complicated to go into over the phone right now but there is nothing to worry about..." Cindy stammered."Well, your Dad was worried. He worries a lot. So, I wanted to call," she said then added laughing, "You haven't gotten married and not told us." No, I haven't." And I'm not likely to anytime soon, Cindy added. She had recognised me straight away, just as I knew she would."It is - it is you. But why Amanda - why are you dressed like a schoolgirl"?My humiliation knew no depths at that point, as sandy laughed and then walked over to me."My, my - how you've changed Sergeant Cartwright, or should I say Amanda Bradshaw. I must say, your new guise suits you".He turned around to look at Julie and his partner."Don't you see - this is how she's been hiding out, right under our noses. None of those we had. I'd soon have his dick covered in my spit and saliva and be taking more and more of it inside my mouth. I'd lick it up and down and play with the slit in its tip, teasing it with my tongue. I'd lick and kiss his balls, still massaging his dick, pulling his foreskin back and letting it fold back over his bell end again and again. I could do that for hours!He'd put his hands on the back of my head and start face-fucking me, forcing himself further and further into the back of my throat. I'd have. He kept me pulled tight against him, but let his hand off my face long enough to blindfold me. Raw fear paralyzed me. I was drug backwards into one of the rooms. By now I was shaking. His hands slowly undid my button down, and left my chest almost completely exposed. I whimpered. That seemed to ignite some kind of reaction in him, and he placed a gag in my mouth and restrained me to the side rail of the bed. I moaned against the gag. His hands came down to rest on my breasts, which were still.