It was a much shorter route than the one we had planned to take to avoid populated areas. No one questioned that mercs were escorting prisoners throug...h their office area, hanger and the central courtyard.It took about 15 minutes to get to the lock-up. We stopped at a yellow line at the beginning of a seven-meter hallway with a shimmering force field. Trix pressed a comm button and reported, “Corporal Trix Pallo, service number 487, police guard unit three with two prisoners for lock-up.”“Where. .or perhaps you don't,perhaps I should explain myself.I was an only child and I had a strong overbearing and ratherdisciplinarian father who I lived in fear of for much of my childhood. Healways used to to tell me what to do and how to behave and it was notalways obvious to me which meant I often felt a sense of paralysis, of notknowing what was expected of me or what I should say or do.I don't know quite when or how it happened now but I got to a stage in mylife when, after I had grown up and. . ''Yes Uncle, all ready''. I flashed him a cheeky wink as I walked down the hallway, my tight, huge ass swaying from side to side as I walked out of the front door into the drive. We set off into the city of LA in his Audi, my little clitty pulsating underneath my red dress.We soon arrived at the restuarant where we were greeted by a young waitor, around 21, I took this as a oppurtunity to make Uncle Andy jealous, so with every chance I had, I'd flash a smile at the waitor, or wink at him. I. I heard panting and growling. I got a little scared when I realized that it was a pack of dogs. I started crawling towards Matt and Steve. As I was crawling towards them, I realized that I had lost control. I was squirting continuously and NEEDED to fuck really badly!I was REALLY hoping that all the dogs could smell that I was on heat! I was about 40 feet away from them and Matt called out, "Stop". I stopped still and waited. The pack of dogs had obviously been following me the whole time. .