Alicia's Nipples Can Cut Glass - Sex Stories

Alicia's Nipples Can Cut Glass

... the terminal never mind line up for an X-Ray machine and body-search.

Alicia had never flown on a private plane before; this had comfortable seating quite unlike the commercial 'cattle class' she had always used previously. The passengers had freedom to move around and there were none of those boring safety speeches about life jackets and opening the blinds before landing. She wondered if the plane was even equipped with those inflatable slides that were supposed to be used as floats in the middle of the ocean until rescuers arrived. Was that ever a serious suggestion with ten foot waves lashing over it? They'd be better off hanging onto Sharon; it would be a long time before she sank with her built-in floatation chambers.

They passed over sea, over desert, forests and eventually landed several hours later. This time there were no formalities involved at all, everyone just climbed down from the plane and left the airfield.

They rode in cars to a ranch where black security guards in smart uniforms carried rifles; other black people wore rags and worked in filthy conditions while all the white folks were in charge. They called out curt instructions which were carried out instantly.

But it was the hottest place that she'd ever been to. She became soaked in perspiration which became worse with any exertion. At least the buildings all had air con which was always set to cold. Her job wasn't demanding, just looking after Angelo and Sharon - and they spent their time ...

... inside a fenced compound so any risks seemed distant.

A senior guard took her to a gun range they had set up. She'd never fired a gun before in her life although once there had been a demonstration on a course once where a firearms instructor had fired a rifle through some old car doors to show that there was no point in hiding behind them in a fire-fight. Instead the advice was to duck behind the engine block which was the only part of a car that was going to absorb the energy of a decent sized bullet. She had no intention of being anywhere near express-delivery lead either way.

This guard showed her how to handle a rifle, how to stand and hold it so the recoil didn't knock her backwards, how to reload without dropping everything on the ground. After a few hours she was feeling somewhat bruised and it was a relief when Sharon appeared and announced that they were going for a drive into the hills.

Apparently she was now fully qualified to local standards so somewhat nervously she stashed her firearm alongside her in a 4x4 and drove Sharon along a narrow track through the forestry. When they eventually parked at the top of the mountain there was a panoramic view of the countryside for miles around.

She could see the airfield in the distance with the aircraft parked at the side and a maintenance crew working underneath. They seemed to be changing a wheel but it was difficult to be sure. In another direction there was a massive quarry with a lot of activity going on. ...