I didn’t know what to say. Half of me hoped she was only teasing me, like she does to almost everyone, but then the other half was dying to do it....��What?” I asked. I had heard the question, but I asked anyway. “You heard me, Ken.” She moved her face, almost pressing her lips against mine. It was not a kiss, but the slightest movement of either of our lips would cause it to be one. “Would you fuck me, right now. That was the question.” It only took another couple seconds of staring at her. She had called the hotel, where John was staying, and was told he checked out and took the hotel's shuttle to the airport. It was James' suggestion that they let him catch them and see how it played out.John's eyes moved from them to the TV and back to them. "But what are you doing?" he asked, as he motioned hands toward them.The sight of his wife, her brother, and his wife sitting naked on the sofa sent a wave of excitement coursing through his body. Similar to the one he had when Clara called. Feeling your conscious level decline, only marginally aware of the duct tapedwrapping around your wrists and binding you and the piece being placed overthe torn panties being stuffed in your mouth before you lapse into unconsciousness. Unsure how much time has passed, slowly awakening to slaps on the back ofyour head. You look forward into the mirror seeing yourself. Immediately beginningto sob uncontrollably. Make up has been applied liberally all over your face.Mascara thickly smears down. I saw the whole thing on themain view, and aside from the small correction at the end I am pleased tosay it was textbook." His New Orleans drawl broke into a smile as hepresented me with the silver freefall parachute badge and his firmhandshake welcomed me to the club."Thank you Sergeant. It has been an intense two weeks, and I just hope Ican remember everything when I do it in anger."His smile got broader as he nodded. "Can you make it to The 7th Runwaytonight by 21:00?" Yes I can, though I'm.
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