Michele felt the man's fingers trace the outline of her control-tops and then begin a slow and steady crawl up her thighs, stopping occasionally to ca...ess her legs. Michele gasped and the Stalker smiled. It wasn't often that the women he sexually assaulted got off on it; only one other woman had; and she hadn't reported the crime. He stroked the silky material on the front of her panties; the sight of the big red satin V of her full-cut panties was extremely arousing. He positioned himself. Idid exactly as I was told. I started at the small of her back and worked my waydown to her butt. I massaged both cheeks and was amazed at the firmness andblemish free softness of her skin. I paid special attention to the area where her buttjoined the back of her legs. I would cup the bottom of her butt in the palm of myhand and follow the curvature up the outside edges of her butt and then bring bothhands together at the top of her butt and bring both my thumbs together in thecrack of her ass. “No James, she is my friend, in fact I am her chaperone!” Lucinda laughed excitedly, “So what do you think of my James?” she asked.“I think he is an insufferable oaf!” Pat declared.“But how does he fuck my darling?” Lucinda enquired.“How should I know, I have nothing with which to compare hims save a broom handle,” she answered.“Good lord was I your first?” I asked.“Of course!” she replied.“No ‘Of course’ about it, you were fucking Lucinda as I came in, you looked every inch a whore so how the. Katy contrives to walk by them again. They don't register her presence. But Katy, meticulously notes the make up. Dark eyeliner. A little too much blush. She can do that. The perfume fills her nostrils again, a cheap rich brand, and she knows she has to have that.As she stands in the checkout line with lipstick and perfume, the red whore stands behind her, still talking to her friend. Katy imagines that they are both buying the same colour of lipstick. She fantasizes about turning.