"Hey!" Sadie shouted, "I think he's enjoying this! Why he's looking atmy ass!" Oh he is, is he?" Veronica loomed over me. 'Well if he likes it somuch,...he can just stay like that!" She quickly tied the leash first tomy right ankle, then (with about a foot of slack) to my left ankle,forcing me to stay in that squatting pose. "Come on, Jackie, let's getmoving! Duck-walk!" She kicked my rump and I moved on, scamperingridiculously. It was much harder to walk this way, but wheneverI sloweddown an. I. Itlooked like Hank's last name had been scratched out recently to makeroom for Will. That was because it had.Behind one of the desks, sat a man in a well tailored suit. He looked tobe in his early forties, about 5'11" and had a medium build. He hadclose cropped dark hair that was beginning to gray at the temples. Hiseyes were a clear, intelligent gray. Hank had been a detective with thelocal police force, but disagreements about his strict ethics had forcedhim into an early retirement. He. I held my breath as I felt his hand move further down. And yes, the next moment it was under my dress and he was caressing my bottom. Only a thin layer of lave panties was between his hand and my bum.“Please, no. Please stop!” I almost shouted. “Come on baby, you know that's what you want. A confident man touching you.” “No please, it's not right!”“Damn right it's right! And who the hell do you think you are to tell me what I can or can't do!” He was now angry and getting aggressive. Oh shit,. "Oh, hello, Reverend," I said."I like your dress. Does it come in pink? I love my fairies in pink." It's ... it's a uniform, sir. Our church uniform. The elders pick thecolors." So if a dick-smoker like you wants to wear a prom dress, can he?" We wear our uniforms, sir," Rebekah said."Well, you know what they say," Billy Bob said. "It ain't what you wear.It's what you take off." If you say so, sir." It's just you and me, Becky. Why don't we get to know each other better?You can be the white.