I was asked if I would let men shoot on my body? "Oh yes I will take my clothes off but leave my glasses on and where would you two like to shoot for ...example?" I enquired. They both wanted to shoot on my face and glasses. Well that was clear and I had no problem. I had on a head scarf to protect my hair from the rain but decided it might be protection too from other liquid raining down on me!!I was having strong contractions now at the exciting thought of strangers watching me, one of the men. 'Did you get bit by a mosquito or something?'Her attention moved over to her right where another white wall stood, but this one had a door. A quick glance told her everything she needed to know about this exit. The door had no handle; it could only be opened from the other side.She continued to twist around in place, her heart thumping at the prospect of what she was certain to find, but her curiosity driving her actions. If Tiff was really in the same room as her, she had to know, she had to. ”“That’s the best way to get good help,” David said, nodding his head. “I’d guess you have a waiting line for jobs here.”“It’s not a long line, but I have several waiting for a call.”“Do you have trouble with your male guests trying to get their hands on your wait staff?”“Not yet, but we have plans if it happens. You know when some of these Texas men have a little too much bourbon and branch, can get a little feisty. My girls aren’t teenagers. They know how to handle themselves.”When their. The Deputy Director would only be a caretaker and probably wouldn't be interested in continuing our current DCI's foolish vendetta. But why do you want to go back to Walter Reed?" Anya says the Senator has someone from the Psych Ward in her pocket and I want to know who set me up." You don't think Colonel DeBerg is involved in this mess, do you?" I hope to hell not... I like the man and I trust him. If it turns out I was wrong, I'm going to be very unhappy."Our arrival back at CIA headquarters.