He raised his shotgun and pointed it at a plainclothes security officer that was hunkering on the floor with the others, albeit not as fearfully. ‘Y...u there, throw out your pistol.’ The man obeyed. ‘Delilah, if you could be so kind.’ The woman strode over and picked up the man’s pistol and then hefted the security guard to his feet. She steered him over to the man with the shotgun. ‘Call your manager, tell him to arrive in five minutes or I blow this man’s head off,’ he demanded. One of the. That makes me feel good that you whacked off that many times thinking about me. And I’m glad you were honest enough to share that with me.” I watched his eyes move down to my chest and lower to my parted legs as he stood statue-like before me. I slid my hips forward just slightly, knowing that the hem of my skirt was rising higher, enough now so that I was sure he could catch a glimpse of my white panties beneath.“Martin,” I spoke softly to him now, “would you like me to teach you how to treat. There were two items sticking out of Jen. One was in her vagina the other which seemed larger was in her butt. I asked the doctor what he had done to her. He said she was now fitted with a control device. I told him to take it out. He laughed and said it could only be done by surgery. I asked what the items sticking out of her were. He said they were simply the delivery devices to place the control device properly. He explained that the control device was in her uterus connected by a wire to. Not quite as full-fledged as in the past, but a blush nonetheless. The front door opened and a tall, gray-haired man appeared. He smiled and nodded at us as he hung up his windbreaker and walked into the living room. Georgette and I had both risen. ‘Father, this is John Smith. John, this is my father, Thomas.’ ‘How do you do, sir,’ I said, holding out my hand. He took it and shook it firmly. ‘Nice to meet you John, and welcome to our home. Georgette tells me you’re from Idaho.’ ‘Yes, sir. From.