Am I truly ready to be an active special agent on the international crime fighting ? There's only one way to find out and it's my final exam at the academy. My commanding officer has called me to his office where he will conduct the exam himself. I wore my best sexy police uniform for the occasion with knee-high leather boots and glasses. I must sit down on a stool in a cold, industrial room while I am bound with layer upon layer of silver duct tape. A timer is nearby. If that's not enough, my commanding officer also stuffs my mouth to the bursting point with a scarf so that I can't utter a so... Show more