"Get us some drinks. I need the loo." Karen slurred swaying as I unlocked the front door. She disappeared into the toilet and I poured a couple of lar...ge glasses for us. I downed one in an attempt to catch up a bit and was halfway through a second when she appeared. Her dress was no where to be seen, neither was her bra and knickers! She stood grinning in just the killer heels, stockings and suspenders, rolling one of her large swollen nipples between her fingers!My cock was up and ready in a. I wonder if she’d mind-wipe them or just leave no trace that they were ever there. “Definitely,” Alaina said, grinning at her own cleverness. “So, you said you get anxious?” she prompted.“Oh yeah,” Laura said, picking up where she left off as they walked along the concrete walkway towards the driveway. “I get really anxious thinking about going to a shoot, or if I know I’ve got one scheduled. If I’m more up than I am now, I mostly get anxious because I want to be at the shoot already. It’s .... .. She’d been acting (and dressed) normally in their meeting in the library the previous morning. It was only when she’d visited the new counsellor that something had changed ... and Duncan intended to find out why.Now he was sitting outside the counsellor’s office, however, everything seemed strangely upside-down, and his forehead was creased as he tried to reconcile the series of events. Lily had definitely been dressed conservatively at the meeting ... but that was unusual, she normally. Connie found she couldn’t keep her guard up all the time. More than once she realized she had forgotten the ‘pretend’ part of the whole thing, and she gave up on trying to keep a mental buffer. She rationalized that it would make things look more convincing when they did go home for Thanksgiving. Simon was in similar straits. He loved taking Connie out. He even insisted, most times, that he pay, even though they normally went dutch. ‘We have to make sure we get all the details,’ he had told.