Another day at the salt mines over, Shane headed for the door. Having snuck out a little early, he was walking out at the same time as Grace. She nodd...d as they both left their lockers. "That phone thing worked. He came back after you left, and that got rid of him." Good. Now, if he'd only fall down the stairs..."Grace let out a laugh. "Oh, damn, I'd love that." See you tomorrow." Yeah," she answered, and headed toward her boyfriend's car.Shane flagged down another coworker to exchange cell. Her face smiled with wicked smugness at having a moment in charge of an utterly wimpy male. She crossed her arms in authoritative fashion, looked me up and down as she tapped fingers on elbows, and then pointed to the smallest chair in the foyer."You go and sit quietly over there and wait till someone comes for you. I don't want to hear a peep from you, or I'll fetch you a spanking." She giggled audibly in surprise at her own spontaneous authority, she wasn't quite sure where it had come from,. "But a fuck will be nicer; you are going to fuck me?" It was a question that deserved only one answer and with that she cuddled in closer pushing those melons hard against him while continuing to play and pull is limp but slowly thickening cock.It was a good thing the picnic spot was not that popular, it was empty for Jo alighted from the vehicle with both tits open to the elements, bouncing and swaying with every manoeuvre. She didn't cover up as the picnic was laid out and even suggested that. The day after that nearly forty armed SP’s had blocked the entrance to the base. The gate guards had very quickly passed on the message; and that day, making it look like it had been planned that way all along, the men did drill training on the parade ground. It had been a bitterly cold day, and the gate guards had deliberately wound up the armed Patrollers outside by standing where they could be seen, the guards all holding mugs of steaming hot coffee.Since then the officers had rarely allowed.