The warm morning Sun and cool breeze was lovely, replacing the thunderstorms that apparently raged during the night.I saw Tara come up the stairs with... her sister, Georgina and walk past me. She eyed me, but did not acknowledge my presence and I resisted the urge to wish her good morning. I wasn't sure if she still wanted to talk to me after my non-committal last night, but still could not believe that she had said what she had said, or implied.The Captain asked how the previous night had been. I could almost feel my hair moving from the air flowing over it. I wondered about that and lifted a hand to brush it back in place like I'd done thousands of times before. I imagined my hair blowing in the breeze and as my hand passed over it I got the sensation it was real."I see you're starting to get a little imagination going there," said Marilyn. "That's good." I felt the two other girls there agree with her. Then I got the distinct feeling there was someone else I didn't expect standing. He waited for what seemed an eternity before releasing the water. Maria Elena felt an overwhelming need to go to the bathroom the instant he unlatched the clip holding the tube shut. Her intestines ached as the warm water expanded in her guts and dislodged the remaining pellets. She would be spared nothing. She would pay for her lie many times over. She would be totally broken before any Spokesperson got a chance to talk to her. From her there would be no criminal code of silence, before she. She was oiled or lotioned up, Ken wasn't quite sure, but her tan skin was glistening. She had on mirrored aviator sunglasses that looked sexy as hell and her hair was pulled up into a bun on the very top of her head. But all of those things were after thoughts to one very important fact – Elise Madden was laid out topless in front of him. She had very small black bikini bottoms on that tied on each side, but her top was draped over the side of the chair. In front of him were her tits, in all of.