His body tightened ready to spring, he needed to put as much distance between him and De-Roche before he felt himself disappear altogether. He needed...his life, his dependable, reliable, respectable kitchen in Swan Wharf with his faithful customers who love his food, who find their soul nourished with is simplicity and dedication to the purity of France’s cuisine. He stiffened his back turned to Lluc and with more force than he intended, he said, “I have a restaurant to run, there are no eggs. I bounced on the bed, good mattress, I thought, and instinctively opened each of the three drawers in turn, a bible, in the top, a magazine (With loads of sexy stuff), in the middle, and the bottom one was the most interesting, a pair of woman's panties, a hand carved wooden phallic shaped object, as if hastily shaped by a frustrated woman with a pen-knife.I was neither appalled or disgusted by either object, they appeared clean, the panties were flimsy and see-through, the wooden dildo, crude. Even after eleven years Lindastill can not get used to it. On command all the women unbuttons their strippedprison frocks, takes them off, and roll them together, before placing themon their shorn heads. They are allowed to keep the rubber boots on, becauseit is too difficult to pull the boots out under the metal bands encirclingthe ankles and stuff them back again. Stark naked with the right hands restingon the shoulder on the girl in front, only wearing the green rubber boots andthe legirons,. Officer Haley pointed at her cramping pussy and looked Milo into the eyes. Her voice was exhausted but still commanding. "You know what to do boy. Hurry up and get in there. I need that cock of yours inside of me before I die."Milo cut open her panties with his knife, revealing her swollen cunt reeking of sweat. The smell of her musk was so intense, and Milo couldn’t stop himself from getting hard as he carefully laid her down on her back. Haley’s muscular body was locked in a stiff cramp as.