The poor man has been denied sexual release for four or five years now. No wonder he was so uncomfortable, he got excited and his penis had nowhere to...go in its cage. I looked at him sitting there holding the same pose he had when I drew out his caged cock. "Tim can you hear me?" Yes Janice." Do you like me?" Yes, you are a beautiful woman." Then why did you not pursue intercourse with me?" I cannot have sex as a man. My cock is locked up in a device that my wife had the key for. I can only. All the while I was still on my hands and knees letting him penetrate me at will, nervous with anticipation. Needless to say, i was becoming like a cat on a hot tine roof. As I was there, and excited to be doing this, I wanted it to happen already. Then, he changed his tactic. He started to put the slightest bit of pressure on his hand, pushing ever so slowly and carefully, all the while twisting it slowly clockwise, then back counter clockwise. He kept this up until he was right at the point. Airstrip.Feeling in my bikini cup to retrieve the smartcard that Trish had givenme, I sprinted down the passage towards the hangar deck, shoving bodiesaside.****At the door to the flight deck, I paused to check my gun. I was againacutely aware that I was dressed in a skimpy Gucci swimsuit and tartymake-up and nothing else.Taking a breath, I swiped the card in the doorsystem and pushed it open.I passed though a deserted anteroom with changing facilities and a rowof flight suits hanging on hooks. .. yes, Mr. Ames. I understand. You see, I have to have the job... I have to make as much as I can, and I haven't found anything else that pays this much. I... I can do what you want me to..."Jack studied the woman through skeptical eyes. He just did not think she would go through with it; she was not the type. Still, if she was desperate enough... "Mrs. Evans, you apparently have some rather compelling reasons for taking this job. I don't want to pry into your personal affairs, but I do need.