Her feet were about a foot and a half apart. The short skirt pulled up, and showed she wasn’t wearing panties. Her naked pudendum hung down.“You h...ve to unscrew this little cap,” she said, taking her time doing that, and looking up at him, over her shoulder. “Then you press this thing against that little thing that sticks out.” She did that. “See how something comes out of the tube?” she asked. She stood up, flushed, and showed him the white stick that had red and black numbers on it.“I think I. While thefact was that I was a helpless man, dressed as a woman, and was verysecurely bond as my mistress displayed me in public.I was only thankful that I had been very careful when applying my makeupthat morning, it would at the very least hide my furious blushes from thehumiliation and indignity of being displayed like that. For her part,Lisa was just smiling and chatting away merrily as we walked, like it wasthe most natural thing in the world; a mistress displaying her slave forall the. "Stay the fuck away from David Malcolm," Jamie demanded."What the ... son of a bitch! You again? What's the matter, afraid he'll lead us to you?" More afraid you're going to get your people killed, or did you think Hampton was making up the whole bit with the Black Queen?" The Black Queen? What's she got to do with Malcolm?" She's the reason he didn't want credit in the paper for rescuing Hampton's baby sister, and if someone over at the FBI hadn't shot his fucking mouth off, no one would know. Yeah, that's it, date night soon and my wife and I will go out for the night. I will have Jaimie sit as she lives with us now, pregnant with my c***d by two months, wife has no idea it is mine (see previous stories).I will send the wife to a bar and let her get tipsy and come in and watch as guys hit on her, they always do! I will then come in like the "stranger" and take her to dance and dine. Out for a nice supper without panties and playing with her under the table, getting her hot. One in.