The bills of lading would state everything was research equipment consigned by Professor Macklin to his friend Charles Harwood for further study. The ...rofessor and his two able research assistants planned ride shotgun all the way. No part of that shipment would be tainted with the Hundley name. Hopefully the feds would not catch even a whiff of what we were up to.The four of us, Warren, Sophie, Bobbie and I crawled on the plane and were asleep in minutes. We were diverted to the Newark airport,. ”“Roger?”“That’s what Spenser calls him. Several centuries of tales woven together.”“Will you help me loosen the knots?”“Verbally. Not like Alexander with the Gordian knot.” She laughed, climbing aboard my sturdy steed.We chatted as we drove south on the Pacific Highway – actually southeast – veering a bit more southerly as we passed through the Gold Coast. Then there was finally a glimpse of the South Pacific, then the Gold Coast Airport and we were across the NSW border.“That airfield is half. Your Seventh Sissy AssignmentI hope you are doing this properly.To get this far, you have shaved your legs at least f******n times, put lipstick on over a hundred times and sucked cock so often you are a pro. You own at least six pairs of panties and a bra, which you’ve worn to work at least four times, and you should still have seven pairs of pantyhose if you’ve been replacing all the damaged pairs.And that happens so easily doesn’t it? Pantyhose are so delicate, especially the sheer pairs you. “ You do have a pretty face though.” Angela was steaming for that is what she heard her friends telling Cheyenne and never knew just how insulting it actually was. Cheyenne was glad when she was finally able to take Roger home with her. In her bedroom carefully decorated with dim lighting and black satin sheets with matching pillow cases and comforter she helped him to be more comfortable and removed his clothing then fluffed the pillows behind his back. Cheyenne smiled turning on her stereo.