It was Stacey. A cop stopped to see why she was tying up the intersection and he had looked under the hood and found the ground cable loose on the bat...ery. It was fixed and she was on her way. I turned around and headed back home.When I got home I headed for the garage. We have a 23 cubic foot freezer in the garage and we always have bags of ice in it and I figured that a party was going to need ice so I went and got a couple of bags. As I was walking up the back steps with the ice I glanced in. ”“I see that.” Captain Yardley’s anger had noticeably diminished. “Still it shouldn’t have been allowed to happen. You must have had a privacy protocol invoked for the AI not to have reported this before it went too far.”“I didn’t even know it was possible to invoke privacy sir. And I certainly didn’t ask for it. Can I ask for the recording of the instruction I gave?”“Ajax, play it!”They listened to a compilation of the various instructions he had given and Chris’s request that the pod AI. Dieter flips the switch off and on giving Joy's great breasts lancing jolts ofcurrent through her swollen tortured nipples. The fiend inflicting thisdiabolic torment tortures her thus over the next 30 minutes. He increases thevoltage each time he stops the flow of current into her magnificentbreasts. She thrashes and struggles against the straps, her screamspausing only long enough for her to gasp for air and scream again and again. A final 30 seconds of the searing pain and Dieter shuts the. I really wanted to get out and stretch my legs and I knew thatwould attract the truckers. I wasn't concerned about a briefinteraction, I have a decent femme voice and my gentlemen friends arealways complimenting me of my feminine mannerisms. However I had no ideahow long this might last and I have found that while I can definitelypass I cannot pass indefinitely. The last thing I wanted to happen wasto get read by a bunch of bored truckers and have absolutely no where torun.However I was wearing.