After the Atlantic 709 issues had gone away, Hanna's station ran the rescue clips again in a different news slot; Kevin had seen them.Friday morning w...hen we were loading the chopper for rescue training, a Gator made a bee line from the agency hangar straight to me."Are you doing another rescue?" Kevin asked all excited."Yes, it will finish up the training for this group before they ship out Monday morning," I replied."Can you hold off ten minutes to let me get a drone high? I have some. From that day forward, whenever we went out to drink, I knew later that night, we would repeat the same scene. I would have to lay on the floor and receive her pee while she told me drink it all up. In between her fully peeing on me, she would call me into the bathroom after she had finished peeing. She'd still be sitting on the toilet and she's open her legs and tell me to lick her pussy clean from her peeing. I loved every minute of it. No subject of humiliation was off limits to us. Month. I already knew that there was only one exit and one exit only. My destination was at the other end of the dungeon, along with the means to journey down to the next floor. Unless this floor was overwhelmingly easy, I planned on returning to the real world after completing it.Standing on the bottom step of the staircase, I was met by a curtain of darkness. I guessed that the staircase was a safe zone, and a one-way zone at that. Poking my head through the wall of darkness, my body instantly. "I smiled. "Think the bad guys can wait?" They'll still be bad guys tomorrow. And it's getting late. So much intel we could share before then."I couldn't suppress another smile. Irresistible. "Mind if I shower first?" Sure."Padding to the bathroom, her eyes I'm sure glued to my rear, I ran the tap. As the steam billowed around the screen I peeled off Sofia's sticky panties and dumped them on the tiles. Turned left and right in the gradually fogging mirror. Not bad at all.I climbed in the tub.