Better to take my punishment and move on. But it was too late. I heard Mr. Shaver’s chair creek as he leaned back, his heels hitting the desk, one ...bye one.“Continue, Miss Cranston,” he said. I heard him light up a cigarette.“Pete Townsend always feels me up in the elevator, sir. I---I don’t like it when he puts his fingers in me.”“That’s no excuse,” he said sternly, “Now take off those panties and come here.” Cool air rushed over me as I pulled the panties down, kicking them off with one. Siza asked for their attention and then gave them a first hand close up look explaining the methods used for giving me an enormous trick erection again. Her hand sunk in through my anus, just as Lilly had done, a most alarming close up presentation for the jailed males. Again, they were clutching their crotches before it was over.She, like Pool and Fern was naked now and the cons were becoming surrounded with strange long eared naked females as she continued. What they saw caused them to both. ‘Oh sorry I should have sung out. If you need more sleep, leave the unpacking. I will show you the bathroom, unfortunately it was designed as an en-suite, so you have to go through my bedroom, this way.’ She snatched up a wrap and I heard her struggle in to it and follow me. ‘Would you like anything to eat or drink?’ She shook her head. ‘Ok I will go and make myself a meal, would you like to eat later this evening? Say about eight, that will give you six hours sleep now and if you get back to. He could increase his productivity and his profit. It was all well and good to have a 100% profit on everything he produced, but he needed an overseer who would push those profits to higher and higher levels. He felt sure that Matt would be the man to help him do it.It was an hour later. James and Matt were driving through the heart of England in James’s battered old range rover. The picture postcard setting of the English countryside, rolling hills as far as the eye could see under the.