Lydia stood and stared in amazement, drawing in breath as her eyes took it all in. “Lydia. Choose your look. I love them all. Get changed and I’ll...be back soon.” Lydia pulled at the soft silks and cold hard leathers trying first one on, then another and another - admiring her body and how different each outfit made her feel. The soft sexy vulnerability of the silks versus the hard lustful strength gained from wearing leather. She was lost in the moment, like a c***d in a sweet shop.She finally. "Alright boys, lets take this super bimbo into the fuck room" the leader ordered. Two of the guys grabbed one of her arms each and began dragging Wonder Woman's slack body down the narrow alley within the warehouse, the sombrero/man's boot still protruding from her abused pussy, the toes of her red boots leaving two ragged trails in the dusty alley dirt. Eventually the boot fell out of her abused twat from being bumped along through the rough ground of the alley. Sombrero-man bent down and. She took a moment awayfrom her driver's license search in order to put the vehicle in park.In the meantime Yuri had gotten the Fairlady's insurance card out ofthe glovebox. The bodyguard whispered to Ana. "Just calm down, this isnothing out of the ordinary."Finally Ana got a hold of her driver's license. She then handed thisand the insurance card to the policeman.*****"Thank you. I will have to check these," Keitaro said before steppingto one side.In the shadows of the alley, Korin Ikaba's. I knew they were both packing and he did as well. I was sure some witnesses explained why the bad guy had stopped on the courthouse steps."Your friends all have carry permits?" he asked."Now Michaels, you gonna take my word for it?" I asked"Yeah I am," he said."Then of course they do. They are all private protective agents." I said."Then I guess he is lucky," Michaels said to the table in general. Everyone nodded their heads. "So the detective might want to talk to you later," With that.