‘Thanks just the same, ma’am. I’ll just come through the lawn, if that’s okay.’ Jim didn’t wait for an answer. He reached into the back se...t and pulled out his blazer and put it on. In a few seconds he was marching up the front steps of the porch. He swung open the creaky door and stepped in. ‘Hi, I’m Jim Connolly,’ Jim announced as he reached out his hand to the gentleman, who was facing him on his left. The man didn’t rise from his chair and hesitated for a second, looking Jim up and down. Jones didn’t react, but Miss Smythe went bright red at my nudity.“Now, get onto the trolley and lay face down on it.”As soon as I did this, Mrs. Jones began examining my bottom.“Oh my, Miss Abernathy must’ve been particularly upset with you.”“Yes, I’ll not forget the message anytime soon.” Mrs. Jones then began to rub lotion onto the tenderized cheeks. These actions were soothing and drew out much of the remaining heat from my ass. I was enjoying this blissful massage and not paying much. "I reached behind and my trembling hands fumbled with the hook."Let me help." She offered, stepping forward and reaching around me withoutwaiting for my response. She slipped the hooks with the ease of someonevery familiar with the garment. As she backed away she grasped the strapsand pulled the light nylon bra with her. The cups clung for an instant onmy boobs then they released and the doctor stepped back completing theremoval. I struggled to resist my natural urge to cover myself. The. . after so much running, behind the mask, I didn't have the breath to make more than a hoarse whisper.I should have stopped short, should not have run into the hangar with them. But dammit! We needed each other! I can't just watch them die with a bemused chuckle and expect to survive on witty repartee. So ... if I was with them, maybe I could find the words negotiate with whatever gang of armed men were waiting for us; defuse the disaster waiting to happen.The Woman in White was backed up.