The amount of silver Michael had usually transported was small, so I had hoped that there wouldn't be a reception party.Luckily the warehouse was empt...y except for a shiny black car. We loaded up in Michael's Model A Sedan and looked for a clue to tell us where we were. Using a map found in the glove box, we found Michael's house in the French Quarter in only a short while. His keys let us into his house and found his housekeeper/slave, Yvonne.I had Bert tie her up and put her into her rooms. "So what brings you to my state?" Gabe asked me. "Well I actually just moved here to be closer to some friends of mine. I just had to finish a few things up in Indiana where I am originally from." I say as we are finally landing. I take a deep breath and let it out while he looks over at me and smiles. "Well it was nice to meet you." He said shaking my hand once more. And I feel the same shiver run down my back again. We started to walk off the plane and walk into the airport. I was trying to. Ger was gasping for breath, eventually he got his senses back, “Sorry Kim, it’s been so long since, well you know” “It’s ok MR B, it was so fucking hot, and I love cum, it’s good for you full of protein”“I’d better bring you home” they both picked up their clothes, and as Ger got dressed, Kim grabbed her back pack. Ger got some wipes from behind the counter and cleaned her face for her. Her makeup was a bit smudged, her top was cum stained, her fishnets were torn, but she still looked so hot as. Clearly they were used to handling wanted criminals though most, I suspected, were here for a change of face and identity rather than for the operation which I was slated for.The clinic itself turned out to be a typically low, white painted building set in its own immaculate grounds and protected by a high security fence.The private room that I was shown to would have been a credit to a decent hotel and came with every facility that was associated with that type of accommodation - apart from a.