The overall effect wasquite sexy. Ellen was pleased she was glad the tights she had Heatherwear had a strong and snug crotch, otherwise he would have... shown a veryunladylike bulge.She then slipped a pair of classic black stilettos dress pumps on toHeather's feet. He immediately recognized them from the previous night.Ellen had him take a few practice laps of the bedroom to make sure hecould walk in the stilettos with the restrictive jeans. Ellen thoughtwith those CFM pumps, the height of the. "Don't worry," Lydia reassured him, turning to go."Hey wait. Just in case you change your mind," Tom said, groping in the darkness for his shirt. Finding it, he reached inside and grabbed a ball-point pen. "Here's my phone number," he said, scribbling as best he could in the dark on a small piece of paper and handing it to Lydia."I--thank you," she stammered, touched at his directness and concern."That's all? Just thanks?" Tom asked, dropping the pen and moving forward quickly. Lydia gasped as. “This is Chief Don Tolbert the head of our security. Don this is Mrs. Lynn O’Dell. We need to see the video. The man may be her husband.”“Right over here please ma’am.” Chief Tolbert led Lynn to a specific monitor and pushed a few buttons.The video started with a long shot of a hallway. It was dark, but at the end of the hall there was a police officer and a nurse talking. The nurse walked away, and the officer followed her. A few minutes later the door he was standing in front of opened and a. ." I stammer, as I see his eyes follow my arm down to my pussy."Are you jerking off in class?" he grabs my arm and pulls it out of mypants. The friction is too much and I gasp as I cum all over my fingers.He curses loudly and jumps back, and I fall onto the floor."This is unacceptable behaviour," he says, looking furious. "I'm going tohave to report you." Oh god, please don't report me," I say, trying to push myself off of theground. "I'll literally do anything, I really need to stay in.