The insides of her tights... It dragged so much, her mind couldn’t help but wander. How naked she felt... how vulnerable... at the mercy of this gir..., whose name she didn’t even know... she was just standing there, hunched over a desk, letting herself be toyed with like that...With the thirtieth stroke Ellie yelped, then sighed shakily in relief.“That’s it, right? You’re... you’re done?”, asked Ellie boldly but not yet daring to move away from the desk.“Hmmm...!” came a theatrically exagerated. Shemoved half of it over into her other account under 'Tarantula Trucking'the balance now was 2.4 million dollars.She was in a lighter mood as she drove the rest of the way to Del Rio,there she backed up to the trailer sitting in the border crossing lot. Shewas just an anonymous driver picking up a load left by a driver thatwasn't authorized to cross the border. She knew it wasn't drugs, theborder police had been over it with dogs on both sides of the border.Climbing out she made sure the lock. Itbounced and wobbled when it landed under his skin, then another one landedright next to it. The hand let go of his skin, and it snapped back like rubber, encasingthe two large, gelatinous globes under his skin. Glancing down, he saw whatlooked like large, firm breasts on his chest. Opening his mouth to speak was a mistake, for a tube was shoved downhis throat and began to do something in his neck. Another set of hands feltlike they were pulling out his eyelashes, while even another. Sir?” A male voice echoed from down in the hold. The officer must have come on board while Cas was still trying to make sure that the girls were protected.“I’ll deal with this.” It was the most reassurance he could offer. Barely even thinking, he kissed Mercedes and Roxy one after the other. It seemed appropriate, somehow. Mercedes’ green eyes were sharp as a knife to the kidney. She kissed him back, firm and lingering. Like she was fully prepared for it to be the last time.If he played his.