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The undercover operation did not go according to plan. And that's putting it mildly. In fact, everything was going very badly and Joseph, a secret agent of British intelligence, understood this very well. He needed to find an escape plan. However, with every passing minute it became more and more difficult.

Initially, the plan was simply to find out where Jefferms and his associates lived and what they talked about. Clarissa was ideal for this - a prostitute who was supposed to come to them today. He waylaid her and used a sleeping device to swap bodies with her for a while and then, when he knew everything he needed, switch back.

But everything went wrong. After some time, Joseph was already driving in a car with a bandage over his eyes and did not even see where he had arrived. He heard that people spoke Spanish where they brought him, and he began to see him again here.

Joseph's tight, curve-revealing red dress seemed to only make things worse. “You shouldn’t have asked Jeffers about drugs,” Joseph cursed himself, holding an artificial smile and staring at one of Jeffers’ associates. Jeffers had already taken a powerful drug and was beginning to feel a strong effect.

- Maybe I’ll go... ahem... honey...

- Oh yeah baby! UHHH! I feel like I’m going to rip all your holes! You will remember me and this sex for the rest of your life!

Trying to find the exit and taking a step towards the door, Joseph felt the man’s strong hand grab his left breast

- Oh... Stop! I don't... mhmhmh

The kiss silenced him.