As I said, there was a drape across Sharon's chest. It was situated just high enough that if I sat up I would be able to see everything that was happe...ing during the surgery. Likewise, if I were to slouch, my head would be low enough that I would not have to watch my wife get cut into. I decided slouching was the way to go for me. Yeah, I'm a coward.Here I was slouching, trying to keep to myself and waiting for it all to be over, when I noticed that the drape seemed to be dropping lower and. With help from me, her mini slid up to the tops of her thighs and I soon had two fingers buried into her pantiless pussy. Next thing I feel is a pair of hands reaching around my waist to unbelt, unbutton and unzip my slacks. It was, to my surprise, Dave. He soon had my pants and boxers off of me so that Jo could stroke my already rock hard 8” cock. Dave’s camera was snapping away as Jo and I continued to strip each other of our clothes. Jo was easy…….just the mini skirt and a blouse. Again I. They were using some kind of pump truck get the concrete to the big center sections. One of the men said it was the same procedure that they had used with the other two hangars. I had not been around to see the first ones.With the heating system in the floor, it was the only way they could pour it. They were working on the last few hundred feet of the hangar. Men were riding on a gasoline powered trowel that was smoothing the surface.The outside sections already had the steel beams to support. We seemed to have wrung him dry of useful information, and I had it all on audio tapes. It was now getting to be well past supper time and we were hungry. Probably, our prisoner was hungry, too, but we ignored him. Nancy and I went out of earshot, and I called the mayor to hear about the bomb and to tell him that we had some useful information, but not all that we needed.It turned out that the bomb was a combination of explosive and thermite, guaranteed to make one hell of a mess, or maybe that.