"I thought you said those videos were cliché and ridiculous?" They are," Olivia conceded. "That doesn't meant they aren't hot."Megan had no reply. Th... video had been hot ... her leaking pussy was proof of that. She retrieved a towel and went for the bathroom. Olivia and Lyn, making out on the couch now, paid her no mind.Water flowed over her and Megan tried to collect her thoughts. The sex last night had been glorious. No matter how she tried she couldn't deny it. The things Lyn and Olivia had. Her vision was tunneling and she had a terrible headache. Her lungs were like in fire and several times already she had breathed in water in her desire to get air.Suddenly, the hole was pierced and immediately bubbles became to appear. Air was entering the cell, while water was coming out through the bottom hole. The holes were tiny and the debit was small, but it was going to happen, sooner or later.Alas, it seemed that "later" was the most likely outcome. Air seemed to enter the cell at a. Panic seemed to set in and it squealed, begging andpleading in mumbled chirps, and pointing time and again at the pageabout releasing a slave.Not knowing what else to do, I began to read the text on the page. Ittook a short while as the language was not something I was used to, butit seemed desperately happy to hear the words and clapped and squealedunder the mask. I reached the bottom of the page and it cheered amuffled cheer.I heard it gasp with relief as the outfit it had apparently been. "Mumbling, Campbell put his headset back on.Jeff grinned at Richardson as they paused to listen. "I think that problem just got solved," he quietly said as they resumed walking."Yeah, well, Campbell is going to hear of it again when we get back to base." Don't be too hard on him. If he wasn't sharp, we would be doing CPR on him right now." Yeah, there is that," Richardson sighed.Jones came back on the radio and reminded everyone that the computers in the lab were similarly rigged. Jeff listened.