”But if you mess with me, be aware, I’m not a nice guy. I’m that arrogant, egotistical, sadistic, spawn of satan that will haunt your nightmares...for the rest of you and your grand children’s lives. I’ll make your life miserable. And in the case of the genuine assholes, and I know that you’re listening, I know where the nearest airlock is and how it operates. Challenge my Exec or me, and you’ll be breathing vacuum before the next watch.”I turned to Agnes, who was standing in the doorway. I. It was one way to "tip" the driver! At the airport during security check, her garter clips set off the metal detector, so she was pulled aside for a manual screening. As luck would have it, only male screeners were available. The lucky guy who got the task ran his wand up and down her body and detected the metal clips on her thighs. After repeating this scanning, he finally had said, "Ma'am, I'm sorry but I have to confirm the wand reading. I hope you won't mind my running my gloved hands. Makes me feel dirty." Trying to sound brotherly, I told her, "Well, they are very attractive, you know. In fact, those are some of the best boobs I've seen. No disrespect." She looked at me strangely which told me that she may have been offended by what I said. I immediately apologized and told her I had meant no malice by what I said. She just smiled and to my surprise, said, "You think so?" Trying to be blase about it, "Actually, yes. They're nicely proportioned and round just like men want. Then she felt hands roaming all over abaya, squeezing her ass, kneading her breasts, pinching her nipples. She had to stifle her moan, she was being felt up but instead of screaming she was completely wet. She was so horny from before that she didn’t resist these young men at all. They all seem to rotate around her, getting a good feel of her god given assets. One of them grabbed her by the hips and pulled her back against him. She almost yelped in horror as she felt the young man’s huge bulge.