"Nice panty line, Dani-Girl!", she mused as shestroked my butt. "What! No garter belt or nylons?" I askedfacetiously. I had actually become quite ench...anted with the waynylons made my legs tingle."They'll just get in the way where we're going, Lover!" There wasthat 'Look' ...again! I didn't ask! She found a pair of pennyloafers with an inch and a half heel, which fit me to a 'T'. Marylooked delicious in her red mid-thigh length shorts, cream silkshell top, and strappy flats. The lace trim of her. She made sure to ask about his scars, but he didn't want to keep them. When she was done, he looked like he was in his late twenties or early thirties.She thanked him for his help, and he thanked her. He commented that a lot of people in marketing and entertainment would pay a small fortune for such treatments. That got Angel wondering."Lena, when you morfed, did a lot of people suggest ways you could make a lot of money or build a career?" They still do. Legitimate ones, like law enforcement. ” Trying to talk made her realize that her throat was sore from screaming.He caressed her hair. “I guess you’re going to be fine.”“No thanks to you.”“Hey, I did my best.”“Mumph.”He started to move, “Let me get you something to drink.”She clung onto him tighter. “Not getting away this time.” Reaching down clumsily, she unbuttoned his fly and started to wrestle his belt open.He tried to reassure her, “You really don’t have to do that…”“My goddamn throat’s sore anyway.” She succeeded in releasing. Her large breasts sagged down with the weight, her large, dark brown nipples standing out erect. She smiled at the others, and one after the other, they too removed their bras, before they stood behind me, intrigued to find out what was going to happen next.“You wanted to soothe him, Rachel?” Auntie Wendy asked the PE Mistress quietly.Rachel looked up at her and nodded.“Yes please. I think he’s been a very good boy tonight and taken his punishment well.” She announced.Mrs. Taylor nodded at her,.