Tony went to his bag and I watched every muscle ripple in his big hairy back. He came back smiling and held out a pair of crotchless black lacey panti...es."How would you feel about wearing these for a bit?" he asked.I thought about the girl in the movie. "Ok," I said with little hesitation. He smirked."Kind of like the idea don't you?" Tony said with a leer to which I nodded with a faint smile of my own."I knew it, bought them with you in mind", he replied in a husky voice, "go ahead, snug them. Consequently she hadn't spoken to them since that time. Her sister Alison however had supported her throughout."Of course, I would love to meet her."It was obvious they were sisters, the same colouring and features. The main difference apart from age as Alison was three years younger was Alison being built on much sturdier lines. She was delighted. Primarily that Millie had found happiness again."I wondered who was putting the smile back on Millie's face, so it's very good to meet you Greg.". He had to admit to himself that fucking the holy hell out of the slave controller agent was very nice indeed, especially when Dale got to make it a team project as twins. It gave them both a chance to relax and recover while the other one got down with Melanie. This wasn’t going to be a daily or even weekly occurrence per se, but it was nice once in awhile, especially as part of the plan to knock Ms. Martinez up. She had told them that they were the designated breeders and she was true to her. I didn't need to see the marks in her arm to know that she was a d**gged-out whore.Carla Dawes. Crack whore. I almost laughed at the irony.I couldn't help myself. I pulled up to the curb opposite the abandoned building she was working, and rolled down the window. She was at the window of the Jag before I came to a full and complete stop."Hey, gorgeous, wanna date?" she asked, a sly grin on her face. It was supposed to be sexy. It was a little pathetic."How much is a date going to cost me?" That.