Her nipples hardened inside the lacy bra as Krista rubbed up her thighs and hips while attaching the garter belt and stocking. Krista rose to her feet. She was so close that one of her breast came in contact with her vulva and lightly grazed it. Lita moaned as Krista’s breasts rubbed up her stomach. Krista’s face was inches away. Lita suddenly felt the urge to kiss her, but when she leaned forward, Krista stepped back. “You are very sexy, Mr. Wolfe is going to be very pleased.” Then she turned and left the dressing room. Lita took a deep breath and carefully put her new dress on. She zipped it and turned and looked at herself in the mirror. Krista was right, she did look sexy. She fumbled with her hair, but decided to leave it down. She gathered her work clothes and shoes, slipped her stocking covered feet in her new shoes and exited the dressing room. The driver was waiting beside the vehicle when she left the store. He opened the door for her and she got in. She thought she noticed a hint of a smile as the door closed. She took that as a sign of his approval. It was dark when the driver put the SUV into drive. The dark windows made it impossible for her to know where they were. She sipped on a bottle of water she had found while she wondered what the night would behold. She had no clue what time it was when the vehicle finally stopped. The door opened and she stepped out. She was pleased to see Mr. Wolfe waiting for her as the driver pulled away. He smiled at her and she smiled back at him. She stepped closer, her eyes fell, then she remembered his rule and immediately returned her gaze to his eyes. “You look very nice, Krista did a masterful job indian as usual.” He said as he took her hand. He led her up the steps which led to a huge mansion. “We are meeting some of my friends. You do not have to be worried, we are only here to observe. It is a test, so to speak, to see how you react. Mind you, I do not participate in events such as this, but my presence is expected, we will not stay long.” She suddenly became nervous. She was desi not sure what to expect. He squeezed her hand as the door opened for them to enter the house. She was surprised to see the woman at the door dressed only in a leather thong. Before I even have the chance to set my stuff down the young locksmith appears. And faster. I didn’t answer. She very softly one more time begged, "Please stop!" My tongue devoured Mommy's pussy. The rest of the day desi was a blur. “Let’s get one thing straight before I tell you what I came to propose, and that is I don’t enjoy doing any of this. Below this she scribed the words from Abigail's gravestone: " At indian peace forever - A bride of Christ ". “Um...” I said, arching an eyebrow. that?”