The other had a dark blue top with a gold skirt. The giant horned LA Ram was on the sweater.“Well,” I said glumly, “at least you can tell who’...s is who’s.“Including the tights,” Charlotte said, holding up two thick pairs of panties.Mine was gold and someone had recreated the LA Ram facing forward so that its horns would be on my hips. The eyes of the ram faced forward just at my pubic bone. It looked like its mouth would be right over the slit between my legs. I would know for sure when I put. Edgar’s idea of an FBI agent. Short brush cut hair, black suit, skinny black tie and a blindingly white shirt. I was sure that, if I looked, I would see my reflection in his shoes from 2 yards away. Following behind was an older and more rumpled version. I could see the grey at his temples. He also had a slight grin, his eyes crinkled with amusement.“Officer,” the younger one barked, “Why isn’t the prisoner restrained?”Stunned, Paul answered “Mr. Reynolds isn’t under arrest. And up to this. She laughed again. “Behave! There’s no time for that!”Andrew grabbed her other cheek, to fondle her along with his brother. “There’s always time for that!”Jessica squawked again and scampered away. “Behave, you two! Old folks are coming for the next two weeks!”“Yeah. They’ve probably never had sex. It’s a miracle you and Dad were ever born.” commented Toby.“Behave!”Andrew turned to his brother and wryly asked “When do we see Aunt Jane again?”“Or the twins?” replied Toby.“Behave!” ordered their. The average leaving time the previous night had been about 7pm, so America may be in the hands of moronic assholes, but at least they're dedicated moronic assholes. That made me feel so much better.My watching the arrivals was interrupted by my guard yelling out, "You awake?"I took a wild guess that he was talking to me, so I called back, "Yeah." You want breakfast?" DO I EVER! I usually eat twice as much as I've been getting here." I usually eat even more than that, but I hoped that he'd be.