"Yeah, Lisa," she said. "I know two or three girls who would like to see her humiliated."You do? Why would they?" I said sitting up and looking down a... her pretty face."You've seen the way guys look at her, but it's all front," she said."You can say that again," I murmured."I'm not talking about her tits, you clod," she said with laugh."Yeah, I know," I said with some feeling as I remembered the feel of my hand cupping her tits, and the sting of her hand across my face."Girls don't like it when. While hiding in an empty storage area, Spencer and Jennifer are waiting patiently, deciding to catch up on some much needed sleep. They aren’t asleep long before the door is opened and three crewmen order them out at gun point. “Vstante, vy idete s name,” one of the men say. “Get up, you’re coming with us.”The two agents look at one another. “Looks like you contact ratted us out,” Spencer remarks sarcastically.“Davaite peremeshat eto,” the same man says, waving his gun at them. “Let’s move. “Lower the arms”, someone said and my arms were lowered in line with my eyes. They had been strapped up and raised well above my head since this had started. I felt the tingle as the blood began to circulate again, I knew I was grateful for the gas at that point, my Leatherman did at least care a little for me. I knew the pain would have been excruciating with out it.I noticed my bound hands shining in the light, the tight black shiny bindings forming my hands into smooth extensions of my. I quickly pull away and stand up. Emma groans in frustration and watches as my desperately take off my jeans. She puts her legs out and I pull of her jeans too until we're both in nothing but lingerie. We smile at each other and Emma leans back on the couch. I moan in anticipation and tenderly fall onto her slim body, my lips finding their way back to hers as we're now breast to breast, stomach to stomach, legs intertwining. Fuck, this is so good. I begin to move my lips down Emmas throat until.