He asked me to sign a statement promising absolute secrecy about everything I was about to be told. I had no problem with that. No one would believe ...hat had happened so far, so who would I tell. And if I wanted to talk, I would have to explain why they thought I was a candidate for whatever they had in mind, and I enjoy my privacy, thank you very much. I could hardly begrudge them theirs. I signed it and told him I should have them sign one stating that they would keep my secrets as well. . Way to go.Sandra looked down at herself, grinned, and then stood up."Like what you see?" Huh?" My body isn't all that bad is it? I've seen you looking since I came in. What do you think?" You have a... eh... great body."Sandra reached out and took Natalie's hand. "Thank you," She said to her eyes.The girl looked away. "How long will your mechanic be?"Sandra's voice was warm, syrupy. "Long enough." Long enough?" Natalie looked back, brow spinning."Long enough to give you what you want."With this. “Bengt and Magda, there are robes there, and you can undress in one of the guest rooms.”Magda and Bengt each grabbed a robe and each one went into a different room to change. I found that interesting. Stephanie and I quickly changed where we stood, putting our clothes on a shelf and putting on robes. It wasn’t our usual practice, but it was the norm in Sweden, so I’d decided to follow it.“He’s hot!” Stephanie whispered in my ear.“So’s she!” I whispered back.“This could be a LOT of fun!” she. .." Once I arrived the Station, I walked right up to the door with haste and slammed door in with my hands hard. The arrogantly sound boomed entire lobby and heads rolled hard. Station Sergeant snapped to my attention "Sire! Mayore Spermius Bankus!" and he silently led me straight to her quickly. In the cell, I see her sitting in a chair wearing scrawny prisoner uniform, chained to armchair and knee to chair leg. I spoke Germanic and she responded, "Finally! Someone with intelligence! You tell.