Chapter 21: The plan

Greta sat down with Blakey to plan out the campaign.

"I think we should go in with everyone involved in this on board, including the ones currently sitting in our cells. It's the only way to get to the bottom of it, there are just too many stories here" Greta proposed.

Blakey's brow furrowed, then lightened " I agree, get them all together and sort it out, in the end there has to be a simple answer to all of this" she continued "Lets just be a little cautious though, I'll leave a message with command to come in for us if we haven't reported in by 09:00 on Monday."

"That makes sense, hey, this team thing is really starting to work for us Blakey" Greta smiled, "Lets go rally the troops"

Greta unlocked cell 2 and strode in.

"Joelle, we are all going into the Lab, get your gear together."

"I'm ready" came back a sultry voice; Joelle stepped forward in to the light.

Greta's jaw dropped slack as she saw the fully developed version of Joelle for the first time, she was drop dead gorgeous. Her shiny Auburn hair cascaded past a striking gypsy face with high check bones and dark deep set eyes promising sensual forbidden pleasures. A long angular neck perched elegantly on smooth alabaster shoulders, clearly visible now Joelle had folded back Joes old shirt, and unbuttoned it to the navel. The shirtfront stretched over and separated delightfully full upturned breasts high tipped with heavy nipples the size of cherry tomatoes that seriously threatened to split the tense cloth. Her slim denim draped legs just seemed to go on smoothly forever, and suggestively separated at the apex of the thighs where Joelle's plump divided pussy mound desperately competed for attention.

"Well, shall we go, or is there something you'd like to try first" Joelle teased running her slim fingers under her shirt to circle an erecting nipple.

"No, I'm in a relationship you see, I mean, shit, lets go" Greta burbled.

Joelle squeezed by her trembling body in the doorway and as she did so ran her hand along the warmly wet seam of Greta's trousers, then smiling she lifted her fingers to her nose and inhaled deeply. "Wrong decision, sweetie" Joelle breathed into Greta's ear, her lips delicately brushing the lobe. It was a slightly more cautious and confused Greta that squelched along the corridor to open cell 1 where Ade resided, what Greta wondered would she find hiding in here?

"Ade, we are all going into the Lab, get your gear together."

"I'm Ada" came the meek reply.

"O.K. Ada, out here please" cried Greta deciding to leave a little distance between her self and the prisoner this time.

A tall woman with a cherubic tanned face emerged; she blinked her long eyelashes as she entered the bright corridor. Her neatly bobbed dark blond hair ended just above her shoulders. But her most striking feature was below this, her breasts! Even accounting for the size of her frame they were colossal; Greta doubted she could span one of them with both hands. Both of these women were impressive in their own individual ways. Greta would have happily hit the sack for weeks with either of them, prior to finding Blakey of course! The trio dramatically entered the briefing room.