She traded the can for a book of matches, struck one, and tossed it into the pile which erupted into a bonfire. As her clothes burned, she stepped up ...o the dumpster, gripping the edge with both hands as she straightened her legs and arched her back. The men stared in amazement at her intimate cleft, the black tape terminating just before her anus, which she had already heavily lubricated and was glistening in the firelight. She looked over her shoulder with a hungry smile. "Hmmmhmmm, come and. Asthma was pretty much a pain my ass until I graduated from highschool in 1967, when I'm pretty sure it saved mt life. You may or may not remember what our enlightened government was up to around that time. Lo and behold my local draft board sent me an invitation to a war against people I wasn't personally mad at. Apparaently the head man of the local draft board wasn't as excited about me hiding the weenie with his daughter as she seened to be at the time. Alas the 1A rating he helped me earn. You continue to ignore me but i know you too well. You're fighting it so professionally. I unbutton my blouse and press my breast against your neck. I inhale and exhale. I lick the back of your neck and i feel you shiver. I spin your chair around and you're grinning like a fool. You grab my shirt and rip it off me. I didn't prepare for that kind of reaction. Your grip around my waist is strong. I try to take the control back. I take your wrist and bend it back suddenly. Of course its your bad. And if they din't find anything ... too damn bad ... it was their right to examine all suspicious vessels and there was no recourse or action that could be taken against them against them.It was only when one of the no-neck inspectors pushed the Admiral and he fell that we saw the result of fan and cesspool contents mixing.It was bad.No ... it was BAD!Very bad ... bad to the nth degree.The unconscious Customs agents were in the lockdown ward in the Shore Patrol Brig at the Naval Base Hospital.