"Shortly, two of my associates will accompany you downtown, where you will apply for your marriage certificate. Once it is issued, you will legally be...husband and wife. Both of you are excused from your jobs for the rest of the day. For your marital home, you will be assigned a more substantial dwelling than either of you have at present. You will be moved into that residence later today. You may consider your new home a wedding gift for the happy couple." He then leaned back in his seat. Her thoughts had even turned to women lately. She remembered how she had felt when her sister and her had experimented when she was younger and it excited her still. Lately she had begun looking at the Mexicans and blacks that worked around the area wondering if the rumors of the mexicans having such thick dicks was true and the blacks were already known to be well hung. It seemed the more taboo something was in her mind the more excited it made her to think of it. She knew white women that. Kind of like having a fire extinguisher. That extinguisher’s not part of your décor. It’s not gonna make you money. Not gonna impress people. But if you ever NEED it...”“By the way, sweetie,” Tina said, “we’re chasing Mandy and Cindy and Dan 1.0 back to Alabama tomorrow afternoon.”“Huh?”“Cindy’s delivering that Cessna 152 in the morning. Well, she’ll be here around noonish. Drop it off here at Dukes Field...”“I like it,” I said. “Dukes Field. Has gravitas.”“Gonna be a neat place. Saves the ramp. Flexible! The voice sounded amused. That should be fun. Now the top. Jenny fumbled with a buttons on her white blouse just as the vibrations of the vans engine stopped. No time said the first voice, impatiently. He took handfuls of the shirt and yanked violently. Buttons sprayed around the vans interior with a rattle. The top was roughly forced down her arms, leaving her with her legs spread and her bra exposed, her large breasts straining against the thin black nylon, her erect nipples.