” I hoisted my beer toward him, teasing.“Seriously!” he said, feigning hurt, “Check this-” and he lifted his shirt. Sure enough, traces of a...six-pack were forming, if slightly. My wife took the cue and said in mock over-excitement, “Oooo – can I touch?” A glance toward me, and she put down her glass – her other hand still high on his leg. She slowly traced her fingers over his stomach, outlining the suggestions of muscle. She’d had to shift her hips around, placing one bent knee toward the back. .. SNAP.She stared, almost beyond shock at this point, as with one twist he actually broke the lock.“H ... hholy ... shit,” she whispered, feeling her insides go cold with fear.The chain around her neck met with the same fate, as did the shackles on her ankles.“Well miss Federal Agent,” the man said, “it’s time to go.”“Oh I don’t think so asshole,” came a voice that, had Connie not been already numb, would have killed any hope of escape.Cracker wasn’t the brightest bulb in the gang, but he was. " he asked politely.Pinkers looked round, "Fuck off I'm just about to point Percy at the Vagina, teach the old trout some manners." Very good sir, give her one from me while you're at it sir, I'll overlook the tax disc this time sir."Harrington smiled, that old bitch needed a good shafting.Jane shook her head, her hair cascaded around her neck in a snowstorm of white powder, Pinkers Pinkerton was undoing her Bodice and her Brassiere, her pale pink breasts spilled out her golden nipple rings. "Don't be silly, my boyfriend, our mother and my best friend haven'tnoticed. It'll only be for 15 min. max."The reluctant nurse left the house, wearing one of Gwen's capes completewith name badge, Id cards and handbag. Janet drove swiftly nattering allthe time, David was only able to interject yes or no. That suited him fine.They drove into the nurses parking area, thankfully for David there werefew people about. He knew the layout, Gwen had shown him around severaltimes, and he knew where to.