As soon as she put on her pantyhose I felt the temperature rise. Oh, my little pervert, just to keep my feet smelling nice just for you, I’m wearin...g my socks under my pantyhose, and just ot give them a little extra something, I will be wearg another pair of socks over them, and of coarse you favorate sneakers. I felt her weight shift, I could tell that she was putting on her shoes, and she let me have another fart. Let’s get going. When we got to the restraunt, I heard her order her food. Tina wasn't crying anymore. She was moaning and begging for a harder fucking from Fred.We left quickly. In the car, we admitted to each other that that brief scene had stimulated us, and we couldn't wait to get home. During the short drive, mom told me that Aunt Jane had called and begged us to visit this weekend, if it was at all possible. She had indicated that it would be my decision, and that we would let her know tonight.I asked if there was any emergency and what was going on. Aunt Jane. .. panicked."I went to Lourdes," he told me with a soft chuckle, "a few years ago. Is Father Myers still the principal?"My eyes darted around the bus, but all I could see were the men crowded around me, standing in the center as I sat there. Trapped. I could feel their eyes on me and I knew my face was red. My whole body was flushed and I felt damp and sticky. I was going to throw up. I could smell them. Their different scents, aftershave and cologne and soap and the musk of their male bodies.. I'd given Coburn and McMurphy their instructions the day before; they knew where and when to bring Harold Roberts along with the evidence they'd collected.I leaned back in my leather upholstered chair and gazed around the sub-committee chamber. It was quiet and peaceful. That was because I was alone. It wouldn't last.Budgets. I knew the axe was coming. I also knew I had a limited number of responses available to me. How can a generally unknown civil servant pry open the death grip a senate.