He put her bag down and walked over, putting on rubber gloves as he got closer to Mary. Mary kept backing away, scared as the fat black man got closer and closer. Lester smiled and pulled down one glove tightly.

"I'll need to perform a body search," Lester said with a grin.

"What? No..." Mary replied.

"Regulations ma'am. There's some contraband in your bag and now I'll have to check if you're carrying any more on your person," Lester said.

"Contraband? I don't have any contraband," Mary said.

Lester shook his head and pulled out a small plastic bag filled with white powder. He pointed at her bag and then waved the bag back and forth.

"I found this in your bag," Lester informed.

"What? That's not mine! I swear, I've never seen that before!" Mary exclaimed in surprise.

"Sorry ma'am, but it's your word against mine. Since we found this in your bag, we have to follow our regulations," Lester said.

"I swear, it's not mine," Mary repeated.

"Ma'am, we can let this slide, but I need to make sure there's no more on your person," Lester said.

"But I don't have any drugs!" Mary exclaimed.

"Ma'am, if I don't and you end up having drugs, then I will lose my job. Can't have that happening," Lester informed.

Mary sighed in resignation and looked down at the ground. She silently stood, her back to the wall as Lester got close. He slowly began tapping her body, his gloved hands slowly feeling the sides of her body.

Her face grew red as his hands tapped her belly and then moved up, touching her breasts. His hands slowly pressed harder against her breasts, squeezing them lightly. Mary winced as he fondled her breasts. From the corner of her eyes, she saw Tom's eyes widen with rage.

"Hey! What the fuck?!" Tom screamed.

Kleavon raised his arm, causing Tom to quiet down immediately. Lester slowly squeezed harder, his fingers rubbing against her bra where her nipples would be. Mary closed her eyes in shame as she felt her body react.

Her nipples slowly hardened and pressed against her bra, straining to push through. Her crotch grew warm and her hands slowly moved in front of her skirt. Lester slowly got down on one knee, his hands touching her sides and then her legs.

His legs wrapped around one of her legs and slowly moved upward towards her crotch. His wrists slowly pushed upward, raising her skirt on the way up. Mary shivered as she felt his hands made their way closer and closer towards her slowly moistening crotch.