My gaze fixed on my feet,though once again this had the unfortunate result of leaving my littlepink chastity cage squarely in the centre of my vision....A thin, waterydrop of cum dribbled out of the front and fell to the floor in silence,adding insult to injury."That... explains a lot," stated Marcus. Despite being frozen with nervesand shame, a red hot thought shot through my mind: What, exactly, did itexplain?! "So, um..." began Marcus hesitantly, "I take it the prisonofficers know about your. " Would it surprise you to hear that we passed over a vehicle fitting that exact description on the way in about eight klicks west of here?" That's got to be them. I'd stake my life on it." You may get the chance." Turning away he signaled to Lt. Barber.On their commander's signal, the SEAL team pulled in their perimeter and got aboard. Lt. Barber made sure every one was accounted for, and then turned control back over to the pilot and the aircrew. In a matter of seconds, the huge helicopter. Avatar-holograms for Captain Pierce Masters, Helva and, Bossie were arranged across from those physically present. Ostensibly there as hostess and gofer, was June – Mom – the sometimes concubine of Gunny or Melody or Vivie as whim and occasion suited. In reality, she was there as an eavesdropper and a consultant, again as the situation suited.It was almost too funny; June had been instructed to chime in whenever she felt she had something to offer, but Bossie had been told to zip it. Inkie. "We probably won't have to wait long now though." I hope not. I feel so helpless." There still won't be much we can do, Mum darling. They'll probably move her into intensive care and shoo us off."Molly nodded miserably."When did you last eat, Mum?" Lunchtime." I'll go and find you a cuppa. Do you want a sandwich or biscuits or something?" No thanks. Just a cuppa." Back soon."He was. He gave her a plastic mug of tea and, holding his in his left hand took hers again with his right. They sat in.