"It's in the kitchen." Really?" Shall we open the door and see what's inside?" It's probably just a load of household equipment," said Paul whose enth...siasm was more for returning to bed."Let's see..." said Beatrice who pulled the door open to reveal a well-lit corridor on the other side. "This doesn't look like a service room."Paul was more than a little startled. "This is another of the Anomaly's weird phenomena," he said. "If you look at the length and extent of this corridor it should be. " Sounds like a deal to me," he replied."Good," she said. "I think I'll call up Dayna and Sandy, see if maybe they'd like to join us." Sure, I haven't seen Dayna for years," he smiled. He'd learned in the last few days, especially the day before, that Shae had a delightful if well-hidden wild streak in her; the reputation he'd picked up about Dayna was she didn't cover up much. Or if she did, it had to be wilder yet.A few minutes later, they were in the car heading back through downtown. It was. I had something that could prove to be a life saving ability at the very least. I could inform the government of disasters that had happened, go back and warn them, and have them take preemptive measures to avert them.In all honesty, there were all sorts of things I could do for them, and for the people. That was the problem. I just knew if I caved, it would be little things at first, but then it would escalate. That was the way with any governmental organization.They all start out well. The cloth slips between my cheeks and digs into my pussy, the friction delicious on my lips and clit. He yanks harder, and I gasp at the exquisite pain. He continues to pull, hard enough to lift me, if I weren't secured at the ankles.Then suddenly, 'snip'. The fabric falls away, leaving my cunt bare. Another cut for the waistband, and he yanks the remains of the panties out from under me. I am completely naked, awaiting his pleasure.There is a clatter as the scissors are tossed aside, then his.