She gets off the bed, gets something out of the bag, then appears looming above me. This time she's fastening on the strap on dildo. I hate what she d...es with that, it was also me who bought that for her, it’s amazing what you can get from Amazon. Its fitting that I bought her the implement of my own humiliation.I try to affect the outcome, I ask, "I don't suppose I could persuade you not to do that?" As usual, the attempt didn't go well.She smiles reaches into the bag and pulls out a leather. After Sasha took a shower, she put on apair of boxer briefs and Tara helped her bind her chest and put a sock inher boxers. Over the bindings, Sasha put on a wife beater, then began toput on the Jack Sparrow costume. After she had the costume on, Tarahelped her put on some eyeliner and the fake facial hair. She tied herhair back and put on the hat with the attached Jack Sparrow hair."Wow," Tara said as she looked at him, "you're kind of hot as a guy. Canyou do a male voice." How's this?". What a way to make a statement.The FBI and Homeland did at least have an edge to go on. The three explosive vests should give them plenty of clues, plus there were the guns they were carrying and even the clothes they were wearing. By having complete bodies and undamaged clothing to work with it was just a mater of time until all the pieces came together. Forensics should have a folder full of information.After I had these conversations in my mind I felt a little better. I knew the agencies. . "Help! Someone please help me!"Both of them turned sharply at the sound of someone in need."I guess we'll have to pick up that thought later," Broadway said, and with Angela by his side he dove for the street below where the cry for help came from.They both landed cautiously on the side street."I don't like the feel of this," Broadway whispered.Angela looked around for the source of the cry, but could see no one. "This is very odd." She turned to Broadway. "Perhaps whoever was causing trouble.