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23 Temmuz 2022, 23:15
Summoned ...part 1It was a 55 minute flight to the east midlands airport ..airport security had no reason to look inside my hand baggage at either end so as i walked passed the last gates and into the arrivals hall i knew it was all systems go from here..i made straight for the exit and as i walked out i looked out for a sign saying 'BBCTV' being held up by an unknown driver. it didnt take long to find him, i approached him, he was white, 6 foot and wearing a smart suit..good looking fella too not that im into guys that way..we confirmed our mutual interest and he pointed towards his very slick black mercedes people carrier with tinted windows..he slid open the door and motioned me in..once he had got in the drivers seat and id sunk myself into the plush leather sofa style seat which was nearer the back than the front like a limousine layout, he turned to me and spoke with an assertive yet relaxed tone to me...'as arranged my boss has given me simple yet instructions to relay to you to make this event as smoothly run as possible..you, i understand are as articulate with prearrangements as he is so i dont see any problems arising..he knows your kaçak iddaa (http://www.nebme.com/) expectations and limits just as you are aware of his..as long as theses are kept in line with youre both going to enjoy the next 3 days..'i smile with agreeance...'now as you stipulated, you will be requiring a certain , lets say special ingredient to get the right attitude in place..if you look in that pouch to your right youll find a small bag containing enough of that ingredient to get the ball rolling...once we are on the motorway feel free to do as you would with it..i'll then continue...'and with a smile in the rear view mirror he started the engine and pulled off the pick up stand and merged into other traffic leaving the airport..immediately i pulled out the bag and emptied enough onto a hardbacked glossy magazine which was in a pouch on the left ...id left strict instructions on what i wanted and who it was to be aquired from, and although id already had confirmation of the deal being done through that 3rd person i was instantly gratified with a simple smell and visual inspection.within a minute i had it railed up and ready to go ...a few seconds later the driver kaçak bahis (http://www.nebme.com/) gave the all clear and i got stuck in..i looked up at the mirror to see the drivers eyes on me ..before he said...'well from what i hear , thats you now entering the zone ..my boss will be pleased...'i confirmed his assumption with a 'fucking right it is..not much can get in my way now'he smiled and then said ..'right then..' and my now chemically infused mind was instantly focussed and listening..'my boss has asked me to give you a preliminary MOT inspection, ive worked for him long enough to know what he likes and he trusts me to give him a yay or nay answer before you are united...''oh i see, and this MOT consists of what?' i ask with intrigue..'well youve got all your essentials with you in your bag i assume? could you please get yourself dressed up... i need to see you in your fully slutty appearance in order to tick the first box before we get to our destination'by now the chemicals were fully enveloping me and this was nothing but music to my ears and without realising was already unzipping my bag..'and how many boxes need ticking?' i asked with a wicked tone as illegal bahis (http://www.nebme.com/) i pulled out a pair of black fuckme heels, a tight black short mini dress, a pair of black opaque hold up stockings, a pair of skimpy black knickers and a lycra hood with eye and mouth holes..''well get the first one ticked and you'll see' he said with conviction..'challenge accepted' i replied and began removing my normal clothing, he watched me more than the road which in itself was an ironic compliment...'but please dont crash the car or get pulled over, i could do without appearing on Police Interceptors dressed as a whore, thank you.'he chuckled and reverted some attention back to the road, it was getting dark now and traffic was very light..as we overtook heavy goods lorrys i could see the drivers to my left but knowing they couldnt see me was exciting as i gradually transformed from a masculine guy in jeans and jacket to a hooded heeled slutty gurl feeling fucking amazing on the back seat..the second the hood went on it felt like the drivers eyes intensified with interest...i packed my unused things under the seat leaving just me and a couple more rails on the magazine beside me which i then made disappear rapidly..i then lay back into the seat , widened my legs and began to grope myself as i locked eyes with the driver..'services up ahead'..he said..and winked at me..