As I think of serving you, my heart rate increases, my skin burns and goosebumps rush across my skin like a sharp winter air. I slowly slip my foot in...o my six inch heel, buckling the strap with shaky hands. It's not nerves that make my hands shake, but rather the anticipation of the intense pleasure I know your hands, mouth and cock will bring me. I quickly get the second one on and stand in front of the mirror to make sure that what I will present to you will please you. Smooth skin, intense. Janegay’s Communicator goes off: “ Sickbay to Janegay..”Janegay taps it… “ Go ahead ”“ The Process is Complete… Your patient is here waiting for you…”“ Good work Doctor. I'm on my way. Janegay out. ”“ Don’t let me catch you having sex on the Turbo lifts again or I will personally throw each one of you into a separate Brig! Understood? ”“ Yes, Captain!!”“ Dismissed ”All three hurry past Janegay as she gets into the Turbo lift alone. When the doors close, she giggles to herself for a moment in. "Hello?" he asked."Mr. Whitestone?" said the man, holding up a badge. "My name is Detective Riser from the Van Nuys police department. My partner and I would like to come up and have a word with you."Ken sat back for a moment, wondering what the hell this was about. He couldn't think of a reason why they'd come to see him, unless ... oh yeah. The fight in the mall parking garage. Or maybe the one when they'd gotten back Roger. Hmm, this might be a problem."Sure, I'll open the gate," he said.Ken. I was expecting the same guy in his late 40s' who fixed it last summer but this time to my surprise, it was a young, dark stud standing on my porch! ''Oh it's terrible outside'' i said, welcoming the repairman in; ''Can I get you a glass of cold orange juice?'' He nodded his head. I knew he was staring at my round booty when i was on my way to the kitchen. I explained him that air-conditioner wasn't cooling as it was supposed to be. ''How old are you by the way?'' trying to be chatty, he said.