The Bentley pulled up in front of the station promptly and Rade checked the pavement as usual. Then he opened the door and Milan again walked briskly ...ver to his car and climbed in. The others followed and the Bentley took off."We need to speed things up," Milan commented, his round face red with suppressed rage. "Those twins must be delivered to Budapest next week. I need the money now. I also want that dyke who shot my brother. We'll fuck her to death. I'll fuck her with a bloody cricket bat. “Now, stay as you are but look right at the camera, both of you.” He took another shot. “Now, Dusty, you look away to the right.” Another shot. Then he took a few more with me wrapping my arm over Dusty’s shoulders. My brother seemed to loosen up as photo after photo was taken.“Okay, k**s, let’s do these again, except this time both of you will be nude.” I felt Dusty flinch.It’ll be ok, Dusty,” I said to him. “It’s fun. You’ll like it.” He looked at me as I stood up. I smiled back.“Well, here. I knew, or at least assumed, it wouldn't be a quick process, but that didn't stop me from getting a serious case of the twitches waiting for an answer. As for Beth—she was working herself toward a cardiac arrest. I think she was more worked up over her improv debut Friday than she'd been before her first time on stage. Maybe it was because she'd had more time to think about it, but whatever the reason, she was really getting shook up. Even our patented miracle cure for nerves didn't work.Friday. " I explained."You won't join us in the hot tub?" A very hot looking brunette with big tits asked sweetly."Well, I would but I didn't bring my bathing suit." I explained.A few girls giggled."That's not a problem," one shapely brunette with huge tits said.With that the girls gathered around me and started to undress me. I was engulfed in a sea of shapely hips and large breasts. My neck was quickly getting sore from not knowing where to look.I was then guided over to the rather large hot tub. The.