"Robbie, how are things going - is it a success story yet?" I asked."The factory techs are doing the run ups and checks outside first. Then we bring t...em inside and remove all the inspection panels for them to finish the inspections. So far three have been completed and approved," he replied."Can you pull the lead tech over? I need to confirm a couple things with him," I asked."BJ, this is Glen Burton, chief field tech for Bell helicopters, Glen this is BJ the big boss," Robbie made the. For Linda, the humiliation of being bent over and then taken from both ends while her husband watched was overwhelming and her closed her eyes with shame as she was rocked between the two men. Behind her, Jim was using his grip on her hips to drive her back onto him every time she was allowed to breath, painfully reminding her of the punishment she'd taken with the cane. Just as she was beginning to get used to the rhythm, Jim shuffled forwards a little, forcing Linda to take more of Mike. The only issue was that I had no clue who I would be. I knew it had to be appealing and couldn't be some offshoot from something no one had heard of before. I usually flip a coin to decide things like this, but I had more than 2 options in mind. I wrote down several options which also included some gender-bent options as well. It was a new thing people were doing and getting extra credit for pulling it off.Now for the moment of truth. I put all the options in the bucket and shuffled them around. The guys on her team always liked giving her the low and high wiring jobs for a reason. Her cupid cupcakes were startlingly obvious; either front or side on. She was no flat chested tomboy playing with fuses. However: what set Tony apart today was her company short sleeved work shirt. It was a stinker of an afternoon. It was stifling hot, no breeze, and forty Celsius in the shade, as the radio kept repeating between the background music. It was still and windless, no breeze yet off the harbour.