There are also two drums of gas for them. Are you from that Team?" he asked."Yes, I'm the assistant S-4," I told him. "We were expecting something els...." That's all that I have for you on this flight. What ever you were looking for must be on another flight," the Loadmaster told me."Oh, we were hoping to get these, but our Headquarters wasn't real positive about the possibility," I informed him."Well, I need you to sign for these," the Loadmaster said. I signed the document and returned to. How he wished he could have the bra on again.He felt someone removing the hood from his head. He blinked trying to get his eyes accustomed to the light. The gag was removed. He saw the predicament he was in. He was suspended with his hands chained to a beam above his head. A man and woman stood before him staring at his body. The man was obviously from Afghanistan dressed in the country's attire, but the woman was white, caucasion, obviously from North America somewhere. She was dressed. A picture sitting face down in the bottom of a drawer. At last!He turned it over, and his blood froze. It was his daughter. His completely naked daughter! She was on her hands and knees, her face a mask of ecstasy as she sucked on some other chick's pussy. He could just see some guy fucking her from behind. Rage filled him. Janie was only fifteen! He'd have these fuckers jailed for EVER for this! He looked down at the picture again, but this time it showed something else. Christ, it was his. To further enhance the image I leaned forward in a provocativepose, fluttered my newly long eyelashes, pouted my pink lips and blew Joea kiss. He grinned as I've seen him do when he catches the eye of a realpretty girl, but a second later I saw him blush and look away, seemingconfused by the emotions I was stirring up in him. I couldn't blame him, Iwas feeling pretty confused myself. Sure, dressing like a woman waseverything I had hoped it would be, it made me feel sexy and confident andflirty.