It landed heads every time. She tried catching the coin in the air. Still heads. She caught it and slapped it on her wrist, reversing the orientation ...in which she caught it.Heads.Monica sat down again. She noticed his eyes on her nylons but decided not to pull down her mini-skirt. Let him look. Better men should admire her shapely legs than ignore her small chest.The trick with the coin was impressive. Did he know in advance the coin was not fair? Had he switched coins somehow? There were any. It was late October and far from mild. She wondered if Mrs FitzWalter knew just how cruelly her favourite employee was being treated by these sadistic bastards! As if this were not bad enough, she was supporting a heavy pack with both arms held high to keep its precious contents (rocks!) out of the water. Her arms ached, despite her impressive muscles. And she could every now and again feel a fish brush past her frozen thighs. All very nasty. This was how they trained the SAS and they were men,. In Hong Kong many girls do serve special man. Julia say you VERY special. I say same. I want to serve special man. I tell parents about you. They know you, me, Pat have sex one time..." Pat's breath sucked in at that, but she bit off any further response. " ... They know you VERY, VERY smart. Smart very important to Chinese. Father see you Salem see you special body. They think you very special too. They know I want serve you. They want I serve you. They almost say yes. Dinner then say yes.. That night Terri asked Miri out to one of the local pubs. Stancia asked if he minded if she joined them. To all intents it looked like a girl’s night out. However, when they got home to Stancia's the illusion was shattered. The three of them removed their jeans to in Terri's case reveal support pants that kept his very male genitalia concealed. Stancia and Miri however did not want this concealed and removed the heavily elasticated garment before proceeding to suck his cock. The women took.