"They finished their meal and Mr. Glastonbury told her that he wanted to return to his car and put up the bow. Slightly bored, she followed him to the...car. She'd not bothered to look inside the trunk before. Now she blinked in surprise.The bow was the least interesting, most prosaic weapon in Mr. Glastonbury's inventory of weapons. There were swords, knives, maces, and a bunch of spiky things that Kennedy didn't know what they were. He took what looked like a miniature bow on a wooden stock out. .When it was over i pulled myself together and accepted that i had done wrong and had been punished accordingly. Maybe now i would be released and could hide my rear for a few weeks and hopefully the girlfriend would be none the wiser."turn him girls" Mistress ordered.What now i thought!The two assistant uncuffed one corner of my body at a time and somehow turned me onto my back and re-secured me until i was spreadeagled yet again on my back this time."you have recieved stage one of you. You people are in good shape. I like to keep up with my patients," the Shaman said. He paused, "Now, about your aircraft. Where on earth did you find a mint IIlyushin Il-14?"Four very vocal, "ah's" So that's what it is. We got it at Davis Monthan." I answered."In Arizona? What on earth was it doing there?" Being painted in USAF colors." Huh?"Wendy stepped in, "If you expect real answers, ask us." Glass dippers ... Nod nod nod. "David will string you along, just for fun." Nod nod nod."Explain. I continue to inch her pants down, just reaching her knees. Knowing her arching pussy was now inches from my fingers, I put my hand in her crotch. Her hand immediately grabs mine, her mouth leaving my cock. Her hand props her up. “That’s off limits.” She scowled. I nodded, my hands back on her thighs and back, running my hands up and down, creasing her. Waiting for the right opportunity, her legs would spread a little when I massage and fondle her breast. Timing it just perfect, my hand.