When we got to our tattoo shop in which we new the artist quite well as we had being getting work done there for several years so we had a good rapper... with all in the shop we spoke to the artist we wanted and he looked a little shocked so did a few other people in the shop as she didn't ask quietly .he asked us to come into the back office to get more details and when we told him what we wanted he said the same thing as me about the position she would be in ,she laughed and said it was fine so. But I couldn't shake the feeling someone was watching me. Finally something caught my eye, the security mirror in the corner. I looked up and in the next aisle over was Jim. Staring up at the mirror, watching me with a big smile on his face. I panicked. I dropped my basket and ran from the store. As I turned the corner I noticed he was chasing me. I kept running. I got to the corner and there was some traffic, I stopped and waited. I looked back and he was closing in on me. I darted out into. " She added. After a bit she lowered her hands to her sides and then lifed her dress a couple of inches so the lacy hem of her slip peeked out from under it. "Do you like my pretty slip sissy?" She asked, using that teasing tone of voice again. I told her that I liked it very much. "You want to wear it don't you panty-waist?" She taunted. Again I told her that she was correct. Hearing this she dropped her dress down so the slip was no longer exposed. "Then beg me to. I then suggested that I could stop by for a cup of coffee and say hello. Afterwards maybe we can go somewhere discreet and make love. If you send me your phone number I can call you before I leave honey, so you'll know when to expect me.I then giggled and typed, "Is your mother-in-law still there? If she is darling daughter, we'll have to be content talking over a cup of coffee and remember to watch what we say, Okay?"I paused, as I remembered you telling me that the woman drinks too much and.