Poor baby, let's get you home. Can you girls help me with thesepackages? Is your stomach upset, dear?"Taking some of the packages from her I tried t... reply, still feeling asif I had a ball of cotton stuffed down my throat. "I.. I.. I meanGeorge was here, he saw me and he was with some other guys. He waspointing at me, I know he told them." Tears were forming in the cornersof my eyes."George wouldn't do that, honey. He promised and I've never knownGeorge to lie. Besides he didn't come. Putting the incident out of my mind, I glanced in the mirror before easing my way back into the traffic flow.The rain continued to lash down on the windscreen as, less than two minutes later, I pulled up and double parked outside The Gin Palace, one of the more popular of the pubs in the area. Spotting the name of the mini-cab company painted on the side of my car, two young girls detached themselves from the throng cowering for shelter under the building's overhanging balconies and dashed. Looking up from my upside position I can only marvel at the sight of his balls slapping into my ass as cock repeatedly disappears into my pussy. Bobby keeps moaning things like "Take this, bitch," and "So you wanna be fucked hard, huh?" I just grip my ankles, enjoy the view, and give thanks that I now have the vagina I've always wanted. Bobby drives several more orgasms from me as he drives his cock into me from behind. In truth I've lost count by this time, but I still want more. I know we're. Sleep was a blessing, and by morning I could feel my body responding.Mr. Bell was sitting beside the bed when I opened my eyes. On the other side of my bed sat Judge Jones and Kevin Hudson, Assistant Director of DHS. That got my attention so fast, I almost jumped. Mr. Bell patted my hand and said, "Don't get scared, Brian. The Judge and Mr. Hudson decided to come out and brief you in person, so they commandeered a jet early this morning, and here they are."Millie is making them a country style.