" The director said, while standing and extending his hand once again."If it's at all possible, you can count on me getting it done sir." Replied Max....HURSDAY 4:30 P. MNSA Headquarters, K. E. O. T. C. sectionAs Col. Ret Miles Davidson glance through the data coming in from Chicago, a picture began to form. The FBI was still in 'keep-an-eye-out' mode, while HS had gone in fast and hard, got their bag limit, and got out again. Then something very curious happened. HS was going back in. The orders. "Ouch! What are those things?" she asked as she looked at the rifle."This is a gun ... a real gun," I replied then I said, "Nadil, I need some restraints." Coming right up," she replied and I heard the hum of the replicator.Nadil came over to me and handed me a pair of metal bands I had seen before. I attached them to her wrists and Nadil turned them on. We quickly bound the other two and had them sitting on one of the couches.While I was watching the prisoners, Nadil was accessing the computer. It was strange, but not unpleasant.At about two in the morning, the night nurse made her rounds. Looking in at his door, she saw that he was still awake and entered."Hi," the nurse said softly. "Are you all right? Do you need anything?"Sam looked at her. She was quite pretty, with dark brown hair, and her close-fitting white uniform emphasized a rather nice figure. It was too too dark to distinguish her eye color, but they were light and concerned."I'm fine," Sam answered. "I'm just not very. His prick looked about 7 inches in length but I'd never seen anyone in real life able to do this. I'd watched Olly try and fail many times in the bedroom when we would be fooling around but this guy was the real deal. She sent me the picture and I immediately forwarded it to my hubby with the caption 'what real men do...' and a ;-) face. This time Olly was in immediate contact wanting to know what we were up to and who the fuck was as he called him... 'Captain Cocksucker'??? A few bars later I.