"Yes, that's a good idea, Bill!" Ed admitted."Ashley do we need anything at the store?" I asked before we left."Dish detergent, paper towels, and a ne... mop. I'm throwing the old one out after yesterday and today," she told me."All right. Ed and I are going out. We need to go to the library to use their computer," I told her."Is ours broken?" she asked."No, but I don't want anyone where we are going on it to be able to trace the use back to us," I told her."All right. You won't be too long, will. "Being the boss' family, I suppose I should show you some perks of the job, huh?"She dropped to her knees, and with practiced efficiency, began to unbuckle my belt. Three short, sharp movements followed, and before I knew it, my belt was on the floor, my zipper was pulled all the way down, and my trousers were around my ankles. She paused for a moment, brow furrowed as she read the words printed on my underwear. It was a novelty pair I bought when I was drunk; I wasn't exactly expecting. When she was naked but for her black leather pumps, he stepped around behind her, drew her wrists back, and buckled cuffs around them, lightly pressing a hard leatherclad lump into her ass before stepping back to link them together. 'Amateur, hard already,' she thought, suppressing a smile. Most guys wouldn't be thinking sex until she was welted and tearstained and screaming through the gag.Like a partner in a pas de deux, he bent her gracefully over the spanking horse, cuffing her ankles and. I stuffed them into my backpack, the same one I'd been carrying to work every day for the past two years. It was the only item (other than the clothes I'd just changed out of) that remained in my possession. Talk about traveling light!Actually, there was one additional item of concern on my person, and that was the microchip that had been planted inside me. I mentioned that little matter to one of the officers I spoke with. "You had one of those chips put inside you?" queried the officer."Yes,.