Get all the money you can in cash. If you can have them do transfers for the non liquid assets, have it put in your checking account as it becomes ava...ilable. Use your debit card to access it from as far away as you can and never in the town where you are staying'Get out of this state and pay cash for everything. Make up a fake identification and use it where you can. Since you haven't broken any law, if the cops grab you give them your driver's license. Do like I said before and leave that cell. MTAC has agents in it currently, but plenty of dark seating where he can be alone. There's also my office. Or..." My lab," Abby offered, interrupting. "Sorry, Director. I meant to say, there's also my lab. It's got a futon, candles if he needs them, music ... and not just the stuff I work with. Relaxing music too. But MTAC or your office is good too..." she said, stuttering to a stop."Her lab," Jet agreed. He just wanted to decompress without an audience. "What do you need to know? Do you want. I need you to cum in me and on me. Go faster, I want your cock to swell then spew it's cum into me. A huge load! Fuck me!"As the words keep flowing she despises herself for obeying and what she is being forced to do but doesn't stop. She grabs his ass feigning passion and he jerks in ecstasy as his balls empty. When he rolls the order comes to "clean me with your tongue." She obeys while fighting the urge to vomit on the bastards crotch. However, fear helps her not to do that. And to make. At first it is suffused with astonishment. Then his eyes begin to narrow, and his jaw tightens. His shoulders take on a sag. I see his thoughts before he speaks.“Christ, don’t you people have anything better to do?” he says in a disgusted tone. “This is some half-assed attempt at a practical joke, I suppose. Ha-ha.” He begins to rise from his seat.“You may think that if you wish,” I tell him comfortably. He turns toward the door. “But then you will never know from where came the fur of the cave.