Turn around and place one hand on your head." Oh no you don't," the still half-drunken man replied. "Ain't no woman cop taking me to jail, especially ...ver that little..." His voice trailed off.Pat's normally caring green eyes had turned to ice, her face to stone. In a voice barely above a whisper, but as hard and as determined as steel, she said, "Oh please, yes. PLEASE resist."Dee McCrae was 6 inches taller and 100 pounds heavier than the woman in front of him but the look in her eyes quailed. I felt a soft, wet warmth of her cunt. My prick jerked strongly against her silken thigh.She moaned as my middle finger pushed between the puffed lips of her pussy. I found the wetness and searched farther as she began to rotate her hips slowly. “Uhh yes, Ajay, up high, baby! That’s my clit, finger fuck me, baby, use two fingers.”I kissed her turgid nipple. I felt Zoya shivering as she held her tit for me. “Suck it, baby. Suck my titty!” I felt her hand on the back of my head. I was thrilled. Freddie could be depended on to change herself,to amuse herself in the recreation room until supper was ready. And mostimportantly, not to tease her brother.Beth's bedroom was decorated mauve over blue, a white chair rail dividingthe two. A bay window opened the middle of the back wall, the Venetianblinds louvers slanted down to block the sun and provide a glimpse of thegardens and pear trees beside the house. The doors to her walk in closetand the master bath were to the right, an insulating. "So that's the deal: Either you wear the girl's uniform and everyonethinks it's a big joke," he pauses, "*or* you wear just what you have onright now and everyone knows that you wear girl's stuff under yourclothes."What the hell kind of choice is that? Play it as a joke? I'll still becrossdressed. It will be worse because I won't have any boy clothes on atall. "Fine!" I say and pull up the panties.Dev hands me the bag."Can someone look at this and see if they can open it?" I motion to thecollar.