One among them was the woman that I saw through the windowpan and the other two were no more than 20 years old. But what more frightened me was what I...was seeing in the centre of the bed; a littlecage (no more than 20inch in length x 12 in breadth x 12 in height)that swung by a chain hangingfrom the roof of the Limousine. And inthe cage was a naked black child of about my age. He was in a foetal position but his face was painfully uppressing against the iron bars of the cage. He had no room for. Still, I kept looking out the window, pretending I was over the way he looked. After we'd passed about the first block, though, I noticed the way he looked over at the way my tits perked out of my dress. I felt myself being turned on as his glances got more and more frequent. The sensible, non-drunken part of me said 'Keep your eyes on the road or we'll both die', but my preferred half said 'Ask me to take it off'. The latter side, call it the 'devil' for now, took over. I moved my hand up to. I am lucky if I can get a piece of a geek chic that has not shaved her pits or legs in weeks. Usually I only turn them down if they have not showered sometime in the last 48 hours. For your coworker, all I think I did was smile at her when she helped me with the drinks. I might have even thanked her."He shook his head when I refused to go into details about her tits or if she was a good fuck. I joked that maybe if he asked her really nicely she would tell him all he wanted to know.I was soon on. She appeared to have stopped crying for a while anyway. Sandra reached out to massage her breasts but Astrid stopped her."No!" she whispered, louder than previously, "don't touch me. Oh God, don't touch me if you can help it. All of my nerve endings are raw and anything touching me will set them off." Steve," she asked after a few seconds, "remove the spreader bar next." I unbuckled the straps on the spreader bar and tossed it on the floor. Astrid tried moving her legs now that they were free,.