She took the money to the kitchen to put away. Then she came out and looked at the clock.?Well,? she said, ?Let’s get started.?She stood up and I fo...lowed her back outside. We walked down a dirt path along side of her house and across a large field to the barn. The sun had set already, and the valley was awash in the blue light of dusk. My bare feet stepped gingerly over the dry weeds. Ms. Beck unlocked a combination padlock on the barn door, and leaned her shoulder into the large sliding door. My bronco almost went into a ditch, but that was preferable to telling Chief Deputy Webster I hit the Highway Patrol spike stick. Since the Highway Patrol pulled them out of the road immediately after the runner hit them, for me to hit the stick I had to be going to fast and I had to be too close to the runner. It would have meant that I had not followed protocol.I was in hot pursuit and never lost contact, so I was allowed to take charge of the prisoner and the truck. The truck proved to be. . Tell me how wet you are."Hesitantly, her hand went to her pussy. Her mound was matted with her desire. Two of her fingers were instantly coated in her excitement."How wet are you?"Shelley let out a soft moan and rubbed herself some more.Vaguely, she heard the other woman open the stall door. Shelley heard her take a dozen steps than the sink water running."I'm soaked, Rick," she hoped that the other woman wouldn't hear her over the running water. "I need to be with you right now." What do you. I-Bar hadn’t started in on her yet due to his vacillating over the fact that she was a Fed, but that didn’t stop him from inflicting minor humiliations when the opportunities presented themselves. After being tied to the railing for almost three hours, the woman could no longer avoid her body’s demands and she had released her bladder where she sat. Her jean-clad legs and underwear had soaked up a lot, but there was an obvious puddle spreading around her on the deck.I-Bar had personally turned.