With out stopping to be polite, he led me back to a secluded office.A rising dread filled me. My heart pounded in my chest. Again I ran thru the conte...nts of my checked luggage. I took a large breath, and walked into the small-enclosed room. Windowless, it could be a prison cell, empty and cold.He sat behind the table, my bag next to him. My knee high, leather boots laid out, black skirt, and black low cut sweater laying on top of them. Pretty outfit, all black, ready for the funeral. "Ms. She saw I had left a wet spot on her pantiesfrom my arousal and glared at me in anger. "Samantha, when you borrowsomeone's clothes you can't go making a mess in them! I think it's cuteyou're enjoying yourself though. I'll have to think of a solution forthat icky little problem though. I can't wait for the next time weplay!"I frowned. "Next time?"She nodded.Chapter 2 - Let's Play Princess BedwetterBack in the present I squirmed with the memory. Her solution to mylittle arousal problem was. So I was done with the assignment. She and I were talking about certain things and the topics suddenly got about the other day.A: so how did you like my grinding?Me: wow you were like a pro.A: how so?Me: well my rod was right between those sexy ass cheeks of yours felt like an ass job (dick in between cheeks and up and down movement). I almost came.A: oh yeah. Well, that was my first time doing it.I was lying down her lap while we talking all this. She came near to my face gave a slow bite on. .” my friend floundered. “We were trying out some exercise moves. You know, keep in shape.”“Yeah.” I nodded my head up and down. “Just ... keeping in shape. You know ... Healthy living.”“Uh-huh,” Mrs. Alberts said.“Mac and cheese looks great,” my friend said, spooning up her plate, the cheesy scent filling the air.I looked away from Mrs. Alberts, shifting. My foot brushed the older woman’s beneath the table. I jerked back, squirming. I breathed in through my nose and, over the cheesy scent, I.