”“Turn around,” he told her.Turning to face away from him, Lisa spread her legs and stood still. She knew what he was doing. “Do you still lik... my ass?”“Your ass is a work of art,” he answered.“It’s yours, Mickey. Everything you see is yours.”Quietly he stood up and issued another command. “Bend over.”Lisa hesitated a second as she wondered if he was going to take her right now, but quickly put her hands on her knees as she bent over.Mickey took one step toward her before he slapped her ass and. It’s humiliating but intensely arousing.Suddenly he placed his hands under you arms and pulls you to your feet. Your hands still immobilized behind you, he resumes caressing your pantyhose covered thighs and your swelling “femmecock” tucked, now somewhat uncomfortably, between your legs.You are so aroused that you begin to shoot your load almost immediately into you pantyhose as you become totally weak at the knees and collapse, helplessly into his other arm.Suddenly it is all over. You are. Construction of a second Spaceport has begun a month ago and we believe the ‘Shaill Trail Park’ will open on schedule in two weeks. Planet management has asked me to make sure no stone is unturned in investigating that crime.”I sighed. “I get the picture and I will do my best to help you out here. I wouldn’t mind seeing those Club swinging bastards before a Union judge or even better on the wanted list of fugitives.”I picked up my weapon from the receptionist and asked.”Out of mild curiosity. Her husband died of a car crash two miles from the house. She never told Mike what exactly his father did that caused his death. Rachel lived for a little bit on what little savings she hid from her husband and things she sold. His death didn't leave anything, he stopped paying his insurance policy to keep gambling. Mike offered to help monetarily, at eighteen he was on his way to six figures due to savvy investments he made with the money he worked for since he was a k**, but she declined.