Take a ride to the accountant's office

We picked up Detective "Flatsie" Medina on the way. She was overcome with emotion that I was ok. She had been going out of her mind with worry, and had radioed in my disappearance to the Captain who had put out an APB with my description. Shit! That was all I needed. Cops looking for me everywhere.

Luckily the Accountant's limo had tinted glass and I sat in the back between her and Flatsie. I started unbuttoning her blouse out of habit to play with her almost non-existent little titties while the accountant watched.

I looked at Gabi Medina, then at Consuela the matronly accountant. "Consuela, Do you have any family?"

"No sir," she said quickly, still licking her lips as she looked at me.

"Ok. Please accept Flatsie here as your daughter and make sure she dresses as a proper schoolgirl. Please have her school uniform looking good. Flatsie, please visit Consuela every day and let her choose what clothes you wear - you don't have to like it by the way. You can dress her up as a cheerleader or younger, ballet costume, even a diaper, use your imagination"

"Ok", Consuela nodded vigorously. Gabi looked slightly traumatized but said nothing.

"Flatsie, make sure you thank your mom for this by eating her pussy out every day."

I finished tinkering with their social arrangements just as we drew up at a huge glass fronted office block. The driver stepped out his door to help the three of us out. I let go of the Detective's nipples and got out of the car.