"May I help you?" she said, looking at the two gentlemen. "Yes!" Jason shouted. "Your swimsuit turned my bride-to-be into amannequin." "Oh my," Josie ...aid as she did her best to look concerned. "I never meantfor that to happen. How long before the wedding?" "Three days." Jason said."Two and a half." Reggie corrected. "This day is pretty much over." "Leave her with me and I'll have an antidote done by then, I'm sure." As Reggie and Jason left, Josie stripped Clare of the bathing suit.. " I'm a Sergeant ... not a Sir. I work for a living. Three hundred bucks." I thought they were one fifty each?" They are if you fly them out like most everyone is doing. Drive over to that hangar ... you'll see."So I drove over to the hangar. There were stacks of crated L4's. The crates were narrower than I figured. I suppose it was because the landing gear was off. That narrowed the crate. The wings fit one to each side of the fuselage. Three crates fit my eight foot wide trailer with room to. " She turns back to the computer, finishing up and finalizing the intake file quickly.I wince as I twist my hands again nervously in the cuffs, wondering what's so special about this place. It didn't look at all special. Boy...was I wrong. Officer Wallace stepped around the counter and grabbed me roughly on my bicep, giving me another rough jerk, spinning me around. She walks me to the rear brick wall of the room, and I let out a grunt as the side of my face and my upper body is shoved. The end of the table with the stirrups is also elevated, and the other end is lower. There were six nude black men and three black women sitting on the couches, in addition to Bastianand Ayana, and I was led to the table and placed on it. I really felt exposed with my ass and pussytotally open to their view and my legs spread wide in the stirrups. My head was on the other end ofthe table and lower, being about the right level to let a woman stand over me while I sucked herpussy, or while I.