" - "What and you think I can take it? Look at how much smaller I am than you, you asshole. You aren't going to convince me to vote to put it up my ow... ass you idiot. Maybe if you're daughter truly cared about you, you could convince her but I doubt that very much." Bob looked slowly over at his daughter who was smiling the same beautiful smile she had whenever she wanted something from him. It was the same smile she had when she had asked him to lick the cum off her face and he knew he could. "Oh my God. No. Oh my God. No." The black stranger lovingly squeezed and caressed my wife's exposed tits with great appreciation. He looked down at them as you would a work of art. In the dim light I could see the redness of her nipples made erect by the roughness of his big caloused hand rubbing over them. "You got a beautiful wife, man." The black man suddenly said. "Thanks, I think so." I relied cheerfully. "Does she give head?" he asked. I was taken aback at his. Combined with the enormous boobs, that gave me an outlandish figure. Itfelt so weird to have those exaggerated contours.Before I had time to recover from that shock she put me into a pair ofgaudy shoes, covered with plastic jewels and glitter. They didn't featurehigh heels but had tall platforms. I was able to totter around in themand, with a bit of practice gained some confidence, even though I stillhad to take small mincing steps. Sable instructed me in the fine art ofkeeping my wrists. I'd say fifty per cent of the Fortune five hundred CEOs drive armored vehicles. Juergen Schrempp, the CEO of Daimler-Chrysler, just had his million dollar armored Mercedes stolen in Stuttgart." And you want me to use the Expedition that you have at the company? What if someone stole it?"Bob chuckled, "Well, I guess a smaller car would be better for you. I have a Skoda Octavia in the yard that I can let you use. It's only armored to B4 though. A Swiss banker ordered it. The Swiss police arrested.