A pang in the heart, a flashback, the image of her thumbs pressing hard in her beloved friend’s skin, the frail neck of Pauline surrendering to the ...ressure of her fingers and her – Jane – who couldn’t do anything more than squeeze, press, crush… She could almost see Pauline’s expression again, her eyes lost in the terror of someone who knows is dying, until they just lose their life, Pauline’s relaxed, lifeless body, and Jane’s tears falling down on her cheeks. Now, she had no tears anymore,. It they did a random locker search, they would just find a forgotten woman's purse in a woman's locker. There would be nothing suspicious there. Well it would be a lot less suspicious than a flash drive would have been.I began the day by having a little talk with the head of Human Resources. She wanted to know what I thought of the people I had met. I didn't have a bad thing to say about any of them. I figured if she asked me about security, I would have a comment or two but the people was her. It fucking hurt, and I could feel tears beginning to form.Just when I was regretting my brazenness, the tip slipped into my ass withan audible pop. I almost passed out at the sensation.It was so different from a toy! I felt full, complete, like this was whereI was meant to be. Why else did I doll myself up, if not to make real mendesire me? Why else did I decide to venture out, if not to be seen, and tobe fucked? This was everything I had been missing out on. I couldn'tbelieve that I had lived. It was at that time they shared their last swallow of water. They paused for a brief conversation, and agreed they would not stop again until they either found water or were too weak to continue. They could not afford another sleep period, their bodies were drying out too quickly.It was now just after midnight; Matt had just taken the lead from Kathy, their count at 3,600 flights on the day. Kathy tapped his shoulder, and Matt began his third flight down as leader, Kathy behind him. But instead.