A nicely equipped hangar, six flyers, all almost unused but obsolete high-performance military models you saved from recycling. You got a great deal o... their price, but they are not cost effective, as both their operation and maintenance are very expensive compared to recent models. This stealth unit, three general-purpose flyers, one heavy lifter, and a ground attack fighter. Of course you have no weapons for them, and the fighter especially has no practical role in civilian business beyond. "Ohmigod," Ashley breathed. "You don't think... ?" I don't know," Brad answered. "But how about them anyway... even if they aren't?" he asked. "To play with this evening," he said almost impatiently. "What do you think?"Ashley nodded slowly and Brad was out of his chair in an instant. In a moment, he was halfway across the room and quickly approaching the couple. He was eager to get to them before someone else did. Ashley watched as Brad made his offer. He was charming and engaging... even way. "Pablo looked at me from top to toe and then said, "My god, you're even more beautiful than Ramon has told me."Blushing, I shook Pablo's hand and sat down in a chair opposite him. He was younger than Ramon, probably in his early twenties and quite good-looking.I couldn't help feeling self-conscious about sitting there without a stitch on, next to a man whom I had never met before and who didn't make any attempt at hiding how much he enjoyed looking at me. Even so, I tried to behave as if there. She buckles it tightly at the back of my neck, and now I can't close my mouth; I can only goggle at her as she fastens the broad leather collar uncomfortably tight around my throat and clips the leash to the ring in front. Drawing the leash across her shoulder, she gives me a smirk and turns toward the door of the schoolroom. "Come, Missy. We're going for a little walk." She leads me out the door. My still-lowered panties promptly slide to my ankles, reducing my gait to a mincing shuffle as.