Well, we would beat the game by taking all four of the devices. We would use them until they no longer worked. Maybe, one day, we would find out the s...ecret, but we would get what use we could from them until then.It turned out that the only things useful to us were the 36 ray guns we recovered and the four charging devices. Those items were loaded into one of the trailers and we backed off from the flying boxes. Joe had the honor this time, and he destroyed all four of the flying boxes.We were. She just started crying so I gagged her, this time with the gag outside the helmet so she could breathe slightly easier.I tidied up, repacked my travel bag, wiped down surfaces. I left her puddle of urine. I was wearing a pair of her husband’s camping boots that I’d found upstairs. They were a size too small for me. I’d take them with me and destroy them. But his prints would maybe occupy the detectives a while ? That’s if they decided to call the cops. Not everyone did.My last act was to set. My make up was running all over my face, I reeked of cum and Nikki had a very obvious wet spot on the front of her very short skirt. We got into our car wordlessly, me driving, Chance & his new friend Nikki in the backseat. She sat on his lap and ground her pussy all over his hard cock the whole way home. Once I pulled into the driveway, Chance hopped out & pulled Nikki with him, leading her to the house, I followed as expected. Once in the bedroom, Chance really got into character. He ordered. " Joyce is always saying she'll fix things, but she means she'll fix them the way she wants them to be. Sometimes, even when she tries her hardest, she can't deliver when she tells you she'll do something. When you talked with Shirley last night, did she sound like she was mad at me?" I couldn't really tell. I was busy trying to make sure she wouldn't be so mad at me that she'd want to cancel our weekend plans. She didn't say anything to me about blaming you for anything. She sounded more.