I did panic when it first touched the back of my throat as I felt I could not breathe but soon realised that by breathing through my nose I could cope... I can only imagine how I looked; bound and gagged in such a manner out in the cool night air so wickedly exposed as I was,The thin back board again was something I had not expected and to be honest it did very little to help things except it forced more pressure on my arms and I suppose it stopped my back becoming as scratched by the tree bark. These were mine to keep! Icould wear them any time I wanted! Maybe Stacy was right. And she saidthat I could be really pretty! I wondered what it would be like to lookat the world through the long-lashed, made up eyes of a girl, and tohave the world look at ME as a girl. I smiled at Stacy."I thought you'd like them," she said, and then took a more businessliketone. "We need to see how much of a girl we can make you. I want youto start by changing a few things around here." She picked up. You will conduct questioning in Arabic and try to gain the trustof the prisoners, if at all possible. During that time, you will makesnide remarks about your superiors and their disrespect for Islam. Letthem know that you are fed up with the non believers. Then you will helptwo or three of them escape, and you will defect with them. Our soldierswill carefully avoid firing anywhere we know you might be. You will try tocapture one of our own. If you can't, we will arrange a capture for. "Your awful quiet," Cameron said. "I hope you aren't angry at me. "I promise to make it up to you." She pulled untucked her pink blouse from her skirt, and started unbuttoning. Her bra was lacy purple, and matched the panties I had taken from her in the car. It clasped in the front, and she opened, revealing her perfect orbs. She smiled at me wickedly, then grasped my head and put it between her breasts, shaking them back and forth like some stripper in a seedy nightclub. My cock was not rock.