It was bombproof, had run-flat double walled tires, a 450 hp V-8 motor, four wheel drive, rhomboidal Kevlar armor, armor glass windows, a seven speed ...ransmission and advanced communications gear.All this hardware, plus two of the deadliest agents in the Temporal Management Agency, were on their way into Boulder City to pick up one Professor Clive McLean-Watson, a scientist from the UK, at the airport.Ostensibly arriving to attend a scientific conference, McLean-Watson had, in fact, been. "Thanks! Just take off your shirt and tee-shirt and lie down."I zapped my sweat before I did, got rid of my shoes and socks too. No sense dirtying a newly made bed. I was soon lying down, and felt Patricia's cool, clean hands begin to work the muscles in my shoulders and neck."Wow Eric. Nice job. You've been working out?"I closed my eyes and sighed. "Just a little I guess." After that I simply relaxed and didn't feel like saying anything.And neither did Patricia. Her massage techniques were. " I opened my eyes to see that his pants were off and he only had his underwear on. "Justin, you want to see a show?" Kenneth said biting his lips. "Yes!" Kenneth rumaged in his desk and closet. He pulled a box of condoms from his closet, which looked really used and a bottle of lubrication that i've never see before from his desk. He then went out of his room and came back with a bottle of oil. "What's that stuff for?" "Just watch" Kenneth said. He began to spread oil all around his body which. She was a man's plaything.It boiled his blood, "and I did not save you from the slavers whip tomake you my chattel. You are free to do as you wish." I-" she hesitated again, as thought torn between two paths, for thoughshe wanted to be free, the merest caress of his hand upon her skin wasmore exquisitely enticing than any dream of freedom she harbored within.A war was fought within her, her mind racing, body shaking, her eyesflashing as uncertainty wracked her. Intellect and passion waxed.