No option

Mother clears her throat and says, "I am sorry, you thought that it was an option? You have really only two options. The Olga is going to kidnap your pitiful body and probably kill you. But if you choose to help us, you have a tiny little shot of making it out alive."

He nervously look at the blonde leader and tries to speak but nothing comes out and nervously nods his head yes.

She change her mood almost instantly. "Johanna, why don't you take Mr. Bond for a snack. And you can also show him the gadgets that he will need for the mission?"

The raven hair teenager look alike gets up. Johanna stand 5'4" surprising two inches taller than him. And takes his hand and leads him past another doorway. She turns around and looks down at him and says, "Would you like to have lunch at my place or the the cafeteria. And after we can do anything you want. I have couple of hours to 'blow'. This 'job' can be dangerous but the freedom makes it 'hard' to keep busy."

She looks down at his crotch of his pants as she see my erection of his member growing.

Joanna says in a seductive tone, "I can share you with a 'group' or a private lunch."