There were the unmistakable smells of bodies and some of them were good. There she was, Sue, the Asian butch. She completely ignored me as if she’d ...ever met me, never taken me down that alley and fucked me like a whore. That was so, so good for my ego even though I wasn’t looking for the humiliating fuck in a litter-strewn alley. Maybe she had recognised that in me. I wandered through the mass of bodies carrying my drink and eying up the women. A hand suddenly arrested my arm and I turned,. The collar was loosely covered with thin sheet rubber. Four clamps with large round hand wheels were spaced around the collar and seemed to hold it in place. The end of the chamber containing the collar was a separate piece and I looked at the two big clamps that held it to the body of the tank and drew it tight to make an airtight seal. Below the collar two rods projected out and supported a leather covered headrest. Over the top of the end was a large rectangular mirror. Two long, rectangular. Tony knocked and Bob opened the door.“You’re here Tone, oh hello you gorgeous little slut, how are you today. God I have missed you boy.”Then Bob kissed me. This was getting off the wall man!!! I followed Tony inside and then I saw two other guys. One was like ancient, at least I thought so, but later Tony said he was 67. He had a bit of a belly and not much hair and what he had was mostly grey. The other guy looked real different. He was younger than Tony or Bob, quite a lot. He had some real. Their eyes lock; Jack smiles nervously and breaks the eye contact. She also disappears to a ‘room’ across the aircraft. “Private Kowalski!” S/L Jenkins calls from the cockpit, “the cockpit is ready for you to do your work. Let me know if you need anything.” Jack settles into the captain’s seat. His work takes him several hours to complete. All the ladies help you where they can. A true sense of team-work is achieved. Towards the end of the day, it’s time for training. Five women crowd the.