“Hey, relax.” He placed his hand on my thigh to keep my leg still. “Chill. You’re making me nervous.”I blurted it out. “Your file was requ...sted by the NCS... National Crime Squad. My boss came in for it today.” His eyes briefly swept upwards, then back to mine. I watched him closely, studying him for any hint of panic.“Okay.”“I don’t have details, but it normally means something’s happening, like maybe an investigation or some kind of ops.”I moved my hand to the back of his neck and absently. What you’re saying is wrong is something that Jan needs. It’s hardwired into her makeup. You need to help her express it in a way that doesn’t cause any harm to herself or anyone else.”“You want me to stand in the face of centuries of custom and law?”“Yes, exactly. The first step is that you’ve got to change the foundation of your morality. Can you adopt an ethic that says that if one’s actions don’t hurt anyone else then they are permissible?”“Well, sure. That’s what I believe anyway. And I. ‘If your pussy is dry, I’ll stop. If it’s wet, I’ll continue.’ Sarah sobbed in earnest, knowing very well that her pussy was sopping wet. She could feel the folds throbbing and aching and the trickle of fluid running down her inner thighs. She tried to keep her legs squeezed together when Brian inserted a hand and nudged gently. He slapped her bottom, and she jerked, loosening her thighs. He held her pantalets down with his knee and pressed her thighs open, forcing her to step out of her. I raise my hand to my nose and smell your juices."As he said this Jason did, in fact, walk over to Sally, cup her vulva, then raise his hand to his nose and smell the odor."Sally, how many times have I told you what would happen if you wet yourself?" Many times father." And how many times have I told you not to play with yourself?" Many times father." You know what must happen now, don't you?" I must be punished."Jason snapped his fingers and the two female assistants rolled out a narrow.