She knew I had a foot fetish and that I always enjoyed touching and rubbing her feet for her. I would rub her feet for an hour or so and by that time ...I would have such a woody I would go to my room and jerk off and most everytime I would use a pair of her nylons to do that with. I would always imagine what her nylon feet would feel like on my bare cock as I stroked.So this one friday night Lisa dropped mom off and she passed out on the couchlike always. I sat at the end of the couch in my pjs. You’d touch the girl, uploading the information to a receiver we’d implant into your own skin. You could ask where your sister is. In under an hour you’d be back on his ship, and you could remain in your cabin for the rest of the voyage.”She looks at me earnestly. “We ask you to endure one hour of humiliation that you’ll be able to put behind you, Lara, in exchange for answers about your sister and saving your homeworld.”“But it’s not ever going to be entirely behind me, is it?” I accuse.. He just moved up my suspect ladder and I'll need to have words with him before he posts bail."Lisa stiffened and I put a hand on her knee. "Don't get too worried. He would be an idiot to come back out here after posting bail. You did file charges, right?"From their expressions, I could tell they were thinking Price was an idiot. I shook my head and laughed but I kept my hand where it was. It was almost like gentling a skittish horse to your touch. "You two! I know he's stupid, sexist and. “Hi, I am Mark. I hope you didn't have to wait too long.”“Hi, Mark. Not at all. I just arrived, “ Kim answered while opening the passenger's door.Mark puts the car in drive and they leave the car park behind them. They drive for a short while and they enter a small, empty road.“I think this will do, “ Kim says while looking around.“Okay, I'll stop here, “ he replies.Mark stops the car and puts it in park. They both unbuckle their seat belts and Mark also unzips the zipper of his jeans exposing.