The drill was very close to silent. He only heard a faint crackling, but it was agonizingly slow. He looked at his heads-up-display. Time was passing ...ll too quickly. The sour reflux of his evening snack made itself known so Jason adjusted himself to take the pressure off his stomach and swallowed to reduce the burning and the foul taste.Finally, he was through the wall. He inched his body higher up the wall, to hide the drill for his second hole and started drilling again, a foot closer to. Miles was actually a brilliant physicist who had been recruited to helpunderstand how the Role Exchanger did what it did and how to stop it.He was the one who'd figured out how they could actually detect itspresence."Fortunately most of its experiments are more annoying than trulyharmful," he pointed out thoughtfully. "More than a few of themactually appreciate what it did..."Lydia nodded at that, knowing that Miles was right and that there wereundoubtedly people who liked what had happened to. ”“Remove it.” I said.“Yes, what a great idea. “Get up to your feet and follow me.”She lead me into the bathroom. She turned the bath water on and filled it about half way.“In you go.” She pointed.I stepped in.“On all fours again.” She said.I got down and she started to soap up my back side. She reached over and grabbed her razor and started running it over my ass. Placing her other hand in the small of my back so she could guide my hips back and forth to better position my ass as she. With tiny beads of sweat collecting between my heaving breasts, I turn and face my men to see that many of them are in various stages of undress. Those who aren’t are very close. No man is un-aroused. One is even giving another head. With that sight, I clear my throat, brush the hair out of my face and slide to the foot end of the chair. ‘That looks good’ I say, licking my lips. I then stand, turn around and drop my absolutely soaked knickers to the floor. Three sets of hands grab for them.