" his voice cracked when he saw I was unbuttoning another button on my blazer, showing my cleavage just above the pink bra I had on underneath. His ey...s were fixed upon the cleavage I was showing. I got up and slowly walked over to his seat. I twirled his seat around and looked down. The bulge in his pants was huge. He looked a little uncomfortable as I stared at it in surprise. I gently rubbed the palm of my hand over it and then a soft moan escaped his soft lips. I placed a soft kiss upon his. After all, dear, we couldn't say no, could we?" Jan stormed out of the bank without another word. She vowed to do no more business with that institution ever ... assuming she ever had any more business to do.Over the next days there were nearly-daily reminders from Hugo Bingham. A couple of days after the first letter, Jan received a set of leather bracelets for her wrists and ankles. They fastened permanently and had steel rings on the outside that Jan realized permitted the wearer to be. The pilot who got shot flew over the wrong territory at the wrong altitude, or so it would seem. Looking back he probably got shot by one of our disgruntled allies who was pissed off that we were about to leave him to fight his own war. I wouldn’t have made the same choice if I’d been the aircraft commander—but in view of the fact that the war was supposed to be over, who could have foreseen a clearly marked peace keeping helicopter less than a mile from one of the largest air bases in country. 'Glass?', she thought to herself.She wasn't sure why she felt that way, but she got the feeling she was being watched. It didn't make any sense to her. She made her way along the wall, and got the feeling it was curved.She could make out something on the other side; it looked like a large... hand? Tonya decided that her mind was playing tricks on her; anyway, she felt kind of groggy, for some reason.Then the hand moved.Tonya jumped back, startled!It took her a moment to realize she wasn't in.