While stitching the hem, once I got to the very front of the sleeves I threaded two small red t***s though, and continued sewing around.
When I got home, I cried a little and then got on with the housework. Her mood got sad. I then rubbed him some more and moved across to rub his front side. He did it all right in front of our eyes and hardly a word was said. Had I seen the boys' faces I would have twigged what was going on, but my eyes were on the girl cop and my mind was wondering what I had done to warrant the attentions of the police.
Her visit was brief, as she was going out to lunch with some of the directors. I lunch with them every day! Unlike me, she was having an interesting time being trained for her job and enjoying long lunch hours. This was absolutely the last thing I wanted, seeing another girl strip for me, but if I didn't behave correctly, I would compromise my position and reveal who and what I really was.
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