"Where are you all going?" I asked.This time she looked me in the face. "We're thinking about going to Columbus to a couple of places. Barb's making t...he arrangements. We'll probably spend the night in Columbus. We don't want to be driving drunk or even slightly intoxicated. I'd hate to have to call you to bail me out of jail."She tried to smile but was still hiding something; I just didn't know what. I'm almost positive she has always been faithful to me, but something wasn't right. I didn't. The first time shesaw herself naked she tried to kill herself. I tried to console her, asshe was having her stomach pumped out. I told her how I loved her nomatter how she looked. I thought I meant it. But reality has set in. Shecan no longer keep up on our daily jogs, and has had to resign herself tobeing the receptionist at work. She hates that she can no longer go braless in public, has no energy, her bladder has shrunk to the size of awalnut, that men are not interested in looking at her. As she drove away from her home the sensations pulsing from her clamped nipples and labia lips aroused her. She could feel the chain connecting her nipple clamps rubbing lightly against her skin under the blouse each time she moved her body. The two chains connected to her labia had worked themselves under her thighs. She felt the moisture building within her pussy. She knew that Ricks directions would likely lead to fucking herself with the cucumber but the uncertainty of the circumstances. Too much had happened, even so those little pink pills made everything seem less urgent. I wanted sleep not sex and Martin could tell.I woke up to his voice at the doorway. "Maxine the heavy hitters are here," he informed me.I walked into the living room, where I got my first look at the GBI team. "I'll be right back, I need to pee. I took care of that while I processed the group. There were two men and two women all of them looked just average. All except one man that is. He was tall and.