At first, he just browsed around the racks of DVD's and magazines, looking furtively around at the one or two other men there. He still felt nervous, ...nd as if he was being watched by unseen eyes (a camera, more than likely), but there was also something exciting, and thrilling, about being there like that; watched, or not. Now that he was there, he thought, why not stay a while? Maybe watch a video in one of those booths in back, and maybe even jack-off while he was at it! Where would the harm. We've gotten the drug traffickingin men's prisons under control. It's never going to be eradicated butthe major players have been identified and taken out for now. So ourfocus has changed.Our problem at the moment is the women's prisons. The bureau has so fewfemale agents that are available and that can also cope with this kindof work that we can't get a handle on it.What we need is someone tough enough and experienced enough toinfiltrate the rings bringing drugs into the system and that's. " She did as I ordered, spreading her knees just a bit further thannecessary. I could see her shaved pussy was swollen and deep pink. I shook my head and decided that would come soon enough. I took one of her wrists and wrapped a scarf around it, tying it snug, but not too tight. Then I attached the other end to the bed post, effectively stretching her arm away from her body. She smiled at me and offered her other wrist. I grinned, slid a finger along her jawline, leaned down and kissed her. Instantly my middle fingertip played it lightly and made it surge even more.Oh, yes. Felt so good. I buried my face in my left forearm and smelled the day’s sun lotion and sea salt.My feet were about shoulder width, maybe. After a few minutes I was definitely missing the next phase, being able to open wide. I spread my thighs as much as I dared, which I hoped wasn’t a lot. Because of the slope of the tidal zone, it might have been possible for someone nearer to the water to see what was going.