They were still looking at me. I decided to bend over a bit to look at the skirt at the front. This meant that it rode up my backside giving them a go...od view of my ass. Next I turned to face them then looked back over my shoulder, into the mirror to see that back of the dress. That showed them my pussy and proved that I wasn’t wearing a thong.The shop assistant came over and asked what I thought. Grabbing the front of the top part, I pulled it out and down off my tits. “It’s not very good,” I. He pulled his own trousers open and pulled his erect cock from within. Her legs felt heavy to her, but the man easily hoisted her legs up to her chest, leaving her pussy sticking out between her soft thighs. Spitting into his hand, the man pressed his fingers against her slit. She had never been touched like this before, and the tingles that ran up her spine were unfamiliar and confusing. Finally, he pressed the tip of his cock against her now-slickened opening and began pressing himself. " So... " Saved by the food. Here it is."They munched in silence."So," Simone said, casually lifting her fork, "Do I always have to tell you what to do?"Brian swallowed. "No. I read in this magazine about guys who call themselves 'lifestyle submissives'." Brian swallowed again. "And these women who call themselves 'lifestyle dominants'. Its like they're always in character. Always 'on'. I'm not up to doin' that. How's the lasagna?" Its OK. No great shakes though." A pause. A decision pause.. ‘Sara, we could have been killed!’ Tea said as she walked over to her friend. ‘I don’t know who the hell that was, but I know for sure that it wasn’t any college kids. What college guy do you know drives around in a black Crown Victoria with tinted windows and no license plates?’ She looked to Alexis who still had the phone in her hand and then to Sara who had started crying. ‘ Somebody was really trying to hurt us. Or at least one of us. We have to call the police.’ Finally agreeing, Alexis.