The locals want topick up Vasilie for questioning. I told them to back off. Preliminaryresults from what are left of the victim's fingers ID this guy ...s one ofour own."A shell-shocked Steve enquired, "Another of our HLS agents?" Not exactly, not this time. The guy was Jess Falk, on loan to us fromImmigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE). He was asked to keep Ivan'sboat under surveillance.We'll take over the investigation. I want you two to go down to that barand nose around."Steve felt a. “Go on then,” she giggled, “fuck me like a slut, fuck me like you’re going to fuck her.”David placed the head of his cock against her cunt.“No, not there,” she smiled at him, “sluts get fucked up their bum.”“But you’re not wet there,” he protested.“Just fucking do it,” she urged, “do it like you don’t care, like if l was some cheap whore, just do it.”David adjusted, pressing his cock against her anus, he hesitated, expecting her to stop him at the last moment but she just smiled at him.Slowly. I felt free and content...andhappy! I had never been happier in my life, at least as far I canremember.I then put the third part of my plan in effect. I grabbed my black totepurse and stood in front of the door. Was I really going to do this? Istood there for what felt like forever, but was around 15 minutes. Ithen slowly opened the door. I looked out the door and saw no one inthe hallway (it had indoor hallways). I then took my first step outdressed as a woman, my heart beating so fast. Sitting up and looking around, she found herself in a game room. There was a pool table, a ping pong table and an old-style computer console. An old-style mechanical pinball machine was providing the only light in the room from its display cabinet. She grinned at her own annoyance at the flickering lights coming from the pinball machine.'Tommy Walker should see so well,' she thought to herself, amused.There were no windows, so she imagined that she was in a basement, or possibly even further.