.. well, not a whole one.”“That’s true,” Flinn nodded. “Feeling nervous?”“A bit, yes.”“You’re not, normally,” she frowned. “Wh...t’s so different this time?”“The potential to go boom if mishandled,” I replied.“Ah yes, and it’s not under your control either.”“Yes, Flinn. This is something I’d definitely want to have control over. If it were up to me, I’d simply destroy these things, at a distance.”“I agree. Unfortunately...”“Yeah, some bright spark wants a look at what they’ve got,” I. She had long blond hair, big blue eyes, red lush lips, and a body to die for. Her breasts must be a D cup, were straining the buttons on her white blouse. Her legs graced a knee length black pencil skirt that fit her perfectly. My face blushed a crimson red with the unexpected arrival of her."Um, hi, I'm John" is all I managed to say.She then asked "Looking for some panties for your girlfriend or wife?"This is when, if asked by a sales woman, I would always say yes but for some unknown reason. I need to hold her down while I pull on her leg to set it. Thoughts of leather straps and rope fill my mind, but I dismiss them in favor of a much simpler solution. I climb onto the table, and straddle one leg, facing Ri’xon’s feet. It’s awkward, but I manage by threading one of my legs under Ri’xon’s other leg. In this position, the back of my thigh is, not-so-accidently, braced between Ri’xon’s legs. I lock my legs in place and pull. Ri’xon howls in agony. Literally. She howls her agony like. . Good... Any problems?Excellent. Remember that no drugs can be used on him. He has anallergic reaction to damn near everything but water, and water is justspeculation. We have only a few days to set this up, or we lose thisopportunity completely. I'll check in later. Christy will be needed forthis later, but she needs rest first. Okay. Yes, I know that I cantrust you to handle this. Remember that you were hand picked for thisjob, and I've always trusted her choices completely. Good night, I.