My new friend volunteered to help Pam and me since we'd need to do some shopping before our flight to Heathrow. Of course that help came with a price ...ut for once I was willing to pay for the service.When Pam and I prepared to start our next series of flights in clean clothes and our stomachs full I suddenly started having second thoughts about my behavior in front of my daughter. I turned my attention to Pam and started explaining my recent behavior to her. After a moment she put a finger on. At fifteen years of age, I was now effectively a warlord, and it happened almost by accident ... almost. I was no mere scrawny lad anymore. I was lord and master of all that I surveyed, a tribal chieftain, if not a king, despite it being 1992.The spirit had as much as confirmed to me that the old order, the Western, liberal, democratic order, was doomed, anyway. Instead of letting it fall to the usual jaded oligarchs, they preferred to hand it over to me, a teenage boy (at least in body, if not. " I lied poorly. "Bullshit. I know where you were going." He sternly said to me. "You are a terrible liar. Please step out of the vehicle ma'am." He ordered me. "Yes officer." I glumly replied. But then a small wave of excitement went through me, he called me ma'am. "Turn and put your hands on the top of the car ma'am." He directed me. "What? What's going on? I was speeding officer." I questioned him. Then I was forced up against the car as he began to feel my body. His hands fondled my. I cringed as I saw lube and a cum stained rag on the desk. I knew this was where he masturbated many times to the videos and pictures he made me send him. This was the station from which he controlled my life. A part of me wanted to rush to it and throw it out the window, but I knew that he was smart enough to create backups of the content that he was blackmailing me with. Before I could barely put my luggage down, I felt his monstrous hands grip my waist and pull me into him from behind. Even.