Marie’s calmness contrasted with Jodie’s nervous and slightly scattergun persona.“I guess a good assistant would know you really well, make sure...they take the pressure off you, know how you like things done and know your rules,” Jodie paused, “and stick to them. Maybe even preempt what you wanted or needed.”“Mmm, yes.” Marie nodded. “Knowing what I want or need would be the perfect way to measure how well you are doing" Marie slowly ran her eyes over Jodie’s breasts, admiring the swell of her. "I can't go to jail! I can't! My father would kill me, and..." Just shut up and listen to me!" Cordan yelled.Amanda immediately became silent."You're a beautiful young woman," he declared. "Too beautiful for prison. Now I'm cuffing you, but trust me. That's not what those handcuffs are going to be used for."At that moment, Amanda realized what was going on. She smiled."Oh!" she exclaimed. "So... what do you like, officer?" Put your hands behind your back, and you'll find out," he said.Amanda. I am now breathing rather heavily from all the hot work and feel rather pleased with myself so I start looking around for my next cock. The one to the left at waist height is bouncing like a springboard and throbbing away. All the others have drooped. I reach out for the eager one and get working its long length with ambition. I raise my left leg up to meet it, rubbing it against my stocking covered thigh as I jerk it briskly. It’s long wet load seeps into my stockings leaving a glowing stain. "That's getting to the bottom of it, Lo-Tan." She almost giggled."So we have an ID," Pru observed. "Does it match with anything we already have?" Yes. It is one of the hostages' IDs."Pru and Lia exchanged glances. Pru took a deep breath. "Okay, tell me what that means."Lia spoke first. "My guess is all the guards are 'hostages'. By that, I mean there aren't any hostages; they're all in it together with General Lao."Pru nodded. "Most likely. But, that leaves a big question: Who's going to get.