Nice to see you’re not a stupid cunt? he stroked the uneven clumps of hair that covered her pussy. ?Take your shirt off, cunt.??What?? unable to bel...ieve what she heard.He said nothing, simply slipping several inches of the narrow knife blade into her pussy.She froze, eyes wide, afraid even to breathe. Then she felt him pushing even more of the knife into her. Her hands flew to her blouse, nervously fumbling with the buttons. He had to stop kneeling on her stomach so she could reach the last of. I saw Ralph coming off in the distance and tried to conceal the monetary funds that she had trusted me with. Ralph T. was rather cordial and asked for my assistance in getting some equipment back that he had stashed off in the distance. As we neared the area there was some grown men working at the far end of the field...Ralph T. pointed them out and explained that that was why he needed my help. We worked our way over to a weeping willow tree, there do not seem to be many of these trees around. The intensity of the experience served to intensify the feelings of arousal.When I got off the bus on downtown and waited for the next one to come along I was in sissy pervert dreamland. Here I was, all alone in a bustling area with nothing more to wear than my French Maid dress, my knickers, my stockings and my heels. In my hand was the only possession I had, the envelope with the note and bus pass. It was a liberating experience to see how far I had come in the space of less than 2 hours. My wife burst into tears and had to sit down before she fainted. The Director tried to separate them but was met with kicking and screaming. With all the chaos I became extremely angry and very loudly let my feelings be known. “Jesus H. Christ, what is this all about? How in the hell is this happening? Somebody had better start talking and I mean NOW”!The Director began apologizing and sputtering that this was not supposed to happen. All of these details had been discussed with both children.