I knew he was gonna hit me. "I just got home from school. I was gonna take 'em off before you got home. Honest. But you came home early." Don't make e...xcuses, whore! Take them off! Now!" he yelled. He watched me with angry eyes as I unbuttoned my blouse and pulled it off, then pulled my undershirt over my head and off, putting them on the couch. I unhooked my skirt and dropped that to the floor, then quickly slid out of my panties, picking them and my skirt up and putting them on top of my other. But it wasn’t just the sex, it had given me a feeling of power; do I tell him or maybe seductively open my legs or let him naturally find out when we are getting into each other at the end of the night? I had tried all these methods and it had always ended with a frantic fuck or a session between the sheets.David, my 4.00pm appointment arrived. He looked more attractive than normal. I was still feeling very horny. I needed to focus. My skirt was knee length, so I could control my movements. Throwing someone into confusion is fairly simple and even though I was worried you could resist, I didn't need it to work for very long. I realize it was unsettling and I apologize." I suppose I understand. We couldn't have had this conversation ... and demonstration ... at the station." She thought back for a moment. "There was something else you said, something about tracking their movements in the days prior to the events." Yes, obviously the men had no normal connections. But they did have. She was on the dance floor as much as she could manage, always smiling her dimpled smile and always seeming to have a great time. She was looking good! Cute with short brown hair, and those dimples when she smiled, which was most of the time. She also had a good figure with good sized tits, a full ass and thighs that looked good in her tight jeans. She was curvy, and she had the attention of lots of guys on the dance floor and seemed to enjoy it. Paul had gotten acquainted with her friend.