"Uh-huh," he replied. "A lot of it depends on you, though,dear heart." "Hmmm, let me think about this," Michelle dithered as she triedto focus. 'Think...straight, think true, Michelle, think,' she said to herselfas she looked out her living-room window. "Gosh, this is all so sudden: I'll need identification, money, clothesand stuff. . . . " "That can all be arranged in time," Philip replied assertively. "How will I know it's you if I decide to go and when I get there?" sheasked, a little doubt. This made her cry even more because she knew that she would never be able to wear that dress again. The dress would make her remember that afternoon of humiliation, and she knew that she could never bear to wear the dress that would be forever associated in her mind with that meeting.But first, she had to try to clean herself and think of what she was going to say to Jane.The shower washed away the remnants of the cum and the smell of piss that still clung to her body, but it could not prevent. Beth knew Melani would be fucking her guy friend all weekend long so she and Sam could have the apartment all to themselves. She and Sam loved spending time together and being able to talk and feel comfortable with no one else around to overhear them sharing their hearts with each other. After she'd fixed Sam supper and he'd helped her clean up the dishes, Beth excused herself and went to her own bedroom where she changed into something more comfortable than the pants and top she'd worn to. “Ok,” said one of the men in back who seemed like the leader, “what do we know?”The one in the passenger seat twisted around and said, “The regular classes finish at four and the heaviest rush of students out is from 4.10 to about 4.20. Chapoutier will leave early today, at 3.30 or shortly after. He rides a bicycle home. It’s not far.”“Good,” said the leader. Let’s get on station at 3.25. Balaclavas on and remember, no names. I’m Alpha.” Then pointing round the rest of the group he added,.