“We take international trade very seriously here at the border! Everyone MUST learn that lesson!” I was getting scared. I glanced up at the camera...and back down at my loot. “Yes ma’am, I’ve learned my lesson.” I didn’t look her in the eye. “Excellent. I believe you have. Now you have a choice to make.” Gulp. “We can detain you, confiscate, impound, you know, things like that, things nobody here really wants. Or.” Gulp. “Or I can give you a sound spanking.” Gu-. Wait. What? “Wait. What?” I said.. The circular rack was pretty big, maybe eight feet in diameter if you count the clothes. It had a decorated center piece with three torso mannequins, each wearing some sexy thing. There were a piles of undies and lingerie thrown about on the top, discards and rejected items left there by people too fucking lazy to put them back where they had been found. That kind of disrespect was one of my few pet peeves. I thought I caught a whiff of Abi's musky aroma. My nose raised upward into the 'wind'. And, to be completely honest, you have tools to do that.But, who are you, exactly? You are Jennifer Hunt, 19 years old girl who is about to start her final semester in high school, in which so far you received stellar grades. You are smart, athletic, good with tools, you know many things about Universe and its history. You are also a very beautiful young woman, you have straight blonde hair, long, slender legs and big, but also firm, breasts. You know that many boys and girls from your school. It doesn't creep me out or anything. I never saw anything like that before, by the way. It was kind of interesting. Do you always squirt that much?"He fell back on the bed and put his hands over his eyes again. His muffled voice was harsh. "My niece just asked me whether the ejaculation she just saw is my normal one or not. Take me away. Put me in a padded room!" Not until I can give Victoria Anderson two ounces of breast milk," I said firmly. "Come on. If we do this right, it will all be over.