He called to him, "John!" Getting no response, he tried again, "Hey Iceman, calm down, they will get to us when they can. You heard the intercom. They...are at battle stations. I also think they are limited in crew and that is why I think they locked us in here. We have comfortable chairs to sit in, and they left us food and water. When they can they will talk with us."John looked over at his wingman, "Mike, I just don't care. I want to talk to these bastards. I need to get back to Vegas and find. "Normally, I wouldn't use this the first time,but I can tell you really do enjoy this." My pen-, um, clitty jumped.Smiling, she said, "See? And you know it too. But again, I don't want tohurt you, so two licks, just so you know what it feels like. Ready?"I swallowed. "Yes, Mistress." And, then, even surprising myself, I said,"Please."I could hear both surprise and approval in her voice. "VERY good girl!"She lightly rubbed the hairbrush on my bare bottom, so slowly. I felt itrise and come back. Only a bikini trim and shave around the edges kept pubic hair from showing at my crotch. Did I mention I'm a bit of an exhibitionist?I gave my short, curly light brown hair a last-minute fluff and dabbed on a tiny bit of perfume, then stepped out into the living room to face Holly.Holly was a big girl. Not fat, don't get me wrong, just big. She stood six foot in her bare feet, with long legs, wide hips and shoulders, a flat tummy I was envious of and a tight, firm ass. Her upthrust 36C bust. It's been a horrific week. I justdon't understand my wife anymore. She is getting worse and I don'tknow how much more I can take." "What does she have you wearing now? I can see the bra, whatelse?" "Well, there's panties to match the bra, a panty girdle, which isa bitch because it is so tight, and now pantyhose. I just don'tknow!" "Look on the bright side. She isn't making you wear everything atonce. She is taking her time changing your wardrobe." "I guess it could be worse but I still.