." What the hell--? Claire, I don't even know you! And now I'm a dad... ? With all of you... ?" Hush, now," Claire said, lifting up slightly to rest a... finger on his lips. "If you're good, and suck my titties, I'll tell you what we're all really doing here." Okay..." Dan muttered, around her finger."There," Claire said, leaning forward and feeling Dan take one of her nipples back into his mouth, "now I'll tell you my story..."My name isn't really Claire Pratt; my name is really Major Dalva. Butthey had something else in mind.It was a little intimidating going to my first annual review. I woremy work uniform?black tights, a pink smock, and sensible white clogs.I chose a dab of perfume, some lip gloss, and some eye liner tocomplete my look. My hair is in a cute, short bob. Cami recently gaveme some blonde highlights. I guess my appearance was on theandrogynous side?leaning towards the girlish. Rebecca and Tammipreferred me this way, and this was not the day to change...Rebecca. I hope they do not see, hear and smell me.After that, I do have a very good sleep, a dream indeed, again. I see Pumpkin and Princess, Pumpkin is wearing black corsets, black long high heels boots, with whip on her hands, sitting on the bus driver seat. While Princess is sitting beside me at the first roll and blocking the way toward the bus door, wearing nothing but cap, stocking, and high heels and coins dispenser mounted on the belt on her body, hiding her shaved pink pussy. I can see her. She was breathing heavily and grunting each time I pushed into her. She held her chest, alternately pulling on her nipples and squeezing her tits together. There were low, animistic noises deep in her throat as I fucked her.Any second now, I knew I was going to cum, and I knew I needed to pull out. I wasn't wearing a condom, and she told me she wasn't on birth control. She had asked me to pull out and cum on her breasts, but the idea of removing my cock from her warm, wet cunt seemed.