I take off my top and have everyone stare at my boobs, I then take off my pants and underwear, and we are told to shake out our hair and they inspect ...ur mouths, they then have us put out our arms and officers make sure we have nothing hidden in our armpits and the officer who does me takes his sweet time and feels my tits for a good two minutes, I bite my tounge hoping he will bring me stuff from the outside. We are the told to lift up our junk and then to turn around squat and cough 3 times.. I occasionally took delight in watching her surreptitiously as she flitted from table to table, chatting effortlessly with diners in both English and Mandarin, clearly in her element.I stole up behind her quietly, brushed her long hair aside before she knew it, and planted a kiss on the back of her neck. "Ooooh," the three women at the table cooed in approval, as Wendy smiled and blushed fiercely."Are you hungry, darling?" my wife asked me. "Why don't you go back to the kitchen and get a head. Having soaked for a while, I continued with my preparation. A new razor soon had my legs silky smooth and free of stubble I washed and conditioned my long, dark blonde hair, leaving it soft in texture and with a silky sheen. Tipping my fingers with my favourite perfumed lotion, I covered my whole body with its fragrance, touching every gentle curve and slope of my body. I imagined my hands were your hands. I sighed softly, enjoying every moment, knowing that, as always, to build my own. She had only been awake a second or two, but now she was panicking and thrashing, completely unable to breath. While she struggled I grabbed one wrist and then another, securing them tightly behind her back with the duct tape. Then I let the belt loosen and leaned close to her ear, letting her scream and sob for a moment before I whispered in her ear. I told her she could scream, but if she struggles too much she loses her breathing privileges. I told her she needed her earn breath by being a.