Then came the sound that gave me hope. Four successive "CLACKS," as all the AK slides locked back, out of rounds. I rose quickly from the floor with m... Glock and began firing as fast as I could. A round from a handgun grazed my arm, but four men were falling within a couple of seconds. That was lucky.I was breathing heavily looking around for more resistance and saw the agent down. I went to the shower room first and could see it was empty. I went to the closet and threw the door open. A burst. Things were not helped when her Dad turned up unexpected around 9 pm. Jack immediately went to the fridge to get the pair of them a beer but found there was none."Honey, where are the beers I fetched from K Mart Saturday?" he asked. Seizing this as an opportunity Pauline responded by telling him that her dad and he drank them all Sunday night and maybe he should pop out and get a six pack now. Mumbling to himself about his beers disappearing; Jack slipped out and off to the store.Immediately. He got into the VR machine and, 30 minutes before the starttime, he pressed the "Go" button.After a few seconds of haze, he looked around. As expected, he was inthe warm-up area. He looked to his right, and the red "Exit" button wasthere as before.The next thing he noticed was his balls being squeezed. He looked downand saw why. He was wearing green bun huggers - those short women'ssport shorts, which looked rather like shiny tight panties. The weirdthing was, as he looked, his groin was. Tracy's breasts were fully revealed, hanging down perpendicularly to the floor, and still they did held their perfect globe-like shape, the nipples dripping perspiration and her rib cage fully extended over the rim of the opening. Then she pulled herself out and turning, managed to withdraw one long leg and then the other, jumping lightly to the floor. She didn't make a sound. Deftly, she unhitched the submachine gun and swung it around in front of her.Tracy looked around, her grubby body still.