“Explain to me how it’s any different from what happened with Samantha. That was a straight-up trade of her virginity for what she wanted from you... and then a business deal which included sex.”“That was different.”“Why?”“Because Samantha wasn’t in a situation where she was, in effect, forced into a deal.”“Oh no? Things at home were just so rosy and peachy-keen that she didn’t need you? That she didn’t turn to you out of pure desperation cloaked in what appeared to be a mature business decision?. Her beauty was intoxicating; her sex-appeal volcanic. Her breasts were perky E-cups, wide hips with long and sensuous legs. Her complexion was also surprising. She had skin of a deep, wooden brown shade, but also blond hair and blue eyes. A face of slender, aquiline features with sprinklings of Hispanic descent. She was like a living Barbie Doll dipped in milk-chocolate. Her apparent clothing of red lace lingerie highlighted her juiciest assets.Pacifica was the sort of female who destroyed. Janice had lost all composure as the man continued to whip her, her howls and cries were piteous as the whip snapped against her bare skin.Kathy was untied and forced to strip next. She stood naked, or so she thought, but she’d forgotten to take her glasses off. A slaver cuffed her violently on the side of the head, and snatched the glasses off, threw them down and stamped on them. Then they noticed the string dangling between her legs. Unceremoniously a slaver pulled the tampon, dark with. The guy just said that you wouldn't be bored." Lucas said."And how did you find this guy?" I asked."Last night on the phone, Mike said you knew him," he replied."I don't think I know any CIA types, but then everyone probably knows one, but don't know that they know one. How confusing is that?" I asked."Yeah, that's why they call them SECRET agents," he said with a laugh."Never look a gift rat in the mouth, I guess." I said it light hearted, but I didn't like the government being even a little.