As you stand there, cuffs are attached to your hands and feet and you are stretched to a spread position. The first black woman you saw approaches you... with a small tray filled with special materials the purpose of which you cannot begin to guess.Drawing up a stool, she sits in front of you and opens the tray. There are a number of odd items, but you recognize the razor for what it is. She begins by spreading a cream over your cock and balls covering every inch of your love triangle. The foam. I have a feeling she was out soliciting, while those parties were going on. I would expect that selling it at home those nights would be easy. Why would she bother to go out?" I asked aloud. I had a pretty good idea. It was because the men wanted her to be the entertainment. Perform live for them."We don't know that she was selling it," Simpson said."True," I said. A message came over the radio ordering me to report to the Chief Deputy's office."Deputy Porter, I see you have been involved in. "Did you ever make a thing, a thing with a purpose? A device designed to seek its own destiny? That box was made with just such an owner as yourself in mind."Aaron started. The old man seemed for a moment to be describing the Seek Missiles that Aaron had been working on for fourteen months now. There weren't that many defense contracts being given out these days; his company had been lucky to get part of the programming contract for the top secret Seek Missile Project. Seek Missile technology. She didn’t say a word, she just turned back around and lowered her skirt. I continued to look up and watch as she placed a hand on her right ass cheek and spread herself open, showing me her perfect asshole and as if offering it to me. I wanted to push my face between her cheeks and lick her right there! The higher she climbed the more more clothes she took off. With each step she dropped another piece until she had on nothing but her leggings and a garter belt. So fucking sexy! I heart was.