” I introduced Fran. We shared hugs all around.Another lady entered. She spoke to us, “Good. Three more servers. I hope they all arrive. I need yo...r names and the lockers you want.”“I am Z. Just one letter. Upper locker, your choice.”Kimi. K-I-M-I. I’ll take the locker under Z’s.“Fran. I will take a locker next to Z.”“I forgot to say I’m Jan. I’m so glad you came. Z, you are number 17. Kimi you are number 18. Fran is locker 19. I will put two yellow tape tags on your lockers. Wear one of them. I wonder what she wants.She asked me to move off a bit and put my arms up on the side of the pool to make it obvious we were just talking like two kids. Her dad was still going to have people watching her to keep up appearances.“I so owe you big time. It is for a lot more than making my first time the greatest sex the girls at the boarding school talk about,” she said in almost a whisper. “That girl that was distracting everyone with her hot body made him mess his pants when she touched his. Jonna was now asked to add her input. She talked of what to inspect in a used casing. We already had lots of copies of this information. She went through the entire procedure. At the same time she was actually doing what she said with actual parts."If you put too much powder in, you can have a breach. That means the rifle is destroyed and a man dies through someone else's mistake. Make the bullet just a bit too big and the same thing happens."She handed the completed shell to the first man and. He pulls my arms apart andforces them over my knees and round my legs and using another pair ofcuffs he fixes them to the chain at my ankles so that I am in a foldedinto a tight bundle with my own arms holding me and with hardly anyeffort he lifts me over a heavy wire cage. I panic and struggleviolently but I am too well trussed and I am forced down into it. Hepushes down the lid on my head and padlocks it. My face is bent down tomy knees and I can only make muffled moans. There is no way.