I didn't get a look at the car, so I wouldn't be of any help to the cops on that. My first call was to the Swamp Dog, not the Church Camp nor the cops... I told the duty officer to get me a lawyer, who knew how to handle the situation. I knew the Swamp had a lawyer I could trust.Then I thought, I have way too many fake IDs around.I collected them and put then in a bag, Then I walked the ten yards to the rear of the diner. I opened the lid and dropped the bag into the Cafe's garbage can. I hurried. She was reading some brochure or other held in one hand, the other hand holding the side of the seat in front, steadying herself.A rather large guy wanted to squeeze past me, so I inched forward a little but still, he pushed me further; the bus was, as usual, packed. Suddenly, I became aware that the front of my skirt was pressed against the knuckles of her hand. My natural reaction was to try and move back but I found that I couldn’t; the guy doing the squeezing by was simply too big. In fact,. No stress just fun. Considering it was part of her fantasy it was a safe bet she would want to. My friend Claire seemed more than willing. So I reiterated the fantasy and said she could help with all of it. We set a date and I teased Rebecca the type of evening we would have. The evening of our party, Rebecca and I took a drink as is customary to start the festivities. I admired her as she got dressed. A cute flower dress, her favorite. Makes her wonderful legs impossible to miss. It was. .. I don't wanna skip this lesson, I don't wanna you to completely stop... I just have to pee." Ah, well, I see. Well, I remember, you told me you want it dirty", I said, fondling her pussy with the leather flap of the crop."Yes, I have to pee, so please, get me free here."I grinned dirty."Why should I do this? The ground inside this horse stable here is covered with straw, so you can take your piss right as you are."She gasped with some surprise."I should... pee here?" Sure! Why not? You see,.