”“Okay, I’ll talk,” the Sergeant sobbed. “Any money I haven’t deposited into the bank is in a locker at the bullet train station In Baton ...ouge. I dropped it there before we caught the bus to Fort Polk. The key is with my dog tags,” he told us. Don removed the electronic key card and then used the grav sled’s computer terminal to bring up the website for the Sergeant’s bank. Five minutes later, the Sergeant’s bank balance was the same as his chance of surviving the night.“Now the biggie,” Don. Making your brain at work will help,” she said teasingly.It gave him the chills when he realized that her sister had been waiting for him to come to her, to show him her new bra. What a sexy bra it really was. She looked like one of those models. He knew that she was also thinking about him as she talked about his surprise gift. Scanning her bosom closely, she didn't have to ask for any comment this time. Rahul: "I like it. It’s beautiful didi." Rahul knew that he had answered what had been. I opened the door she told me to and found, well a bedroom, what else did you expect, on the bed was a pile of clothes. Sitting next to them I saw what she had chosen.Ok this was strange, black stockings, a black thong, lacy Basque, long elbow length gloves, knee high boots which looked like they would fit and a strange toy with a note. Before jumping to conclusions I looked around for other clothes, but there was just these. Without hanging about I took off all my clothes and began changing. ”“That must have been hard,” I said. “You’re an artist and you just stopped.”Again, she sighed and nodded. “It was hard at first but then I really got into studying women’s history and seeing how women are exploited and I put all of my passion into studying and writing and becoming an advocate for women’s rights. It became important to me and still is, but….” She paused.“But,” I repeated. “What comes after but is always what you really think.”Megan chuckled, looking into my eyes, nodding,.