“What are you working on?” Cathy asked.Mike looked around and saw that they were alone. He said, “I’ve found eight of the eleven leaders of th...e Jihad. I’m not talking Mohammad bin Laden and others at his level. I’m talking about the ones giving them orders and coordinating actions across all of the terrorist organizations and states hostile to us.”Surprised, Cathy sat down and stared at the computer. She asked, “You’ve found them or you think you’ve found them?”“I’ve found them. I know who. Not before these two girls that is!So I graciously let them divide me up. Allison Smith the twenty-five year old science teacher from Trenton, New Jersey wanted morning sex. Brooke George the thirty-year-old history teacher from Cincinnati, Ohio wanted evening sex.Both girls were very intelligent, hard workers, and sexy as hell too. Fortunately they also had a thing for older men.So that evening Allison slept in the plane while Brooke and I made love in the lean-to on the edge of the jungle. So for me the end would be in sight cause there was no way I couldstay here once she moved in. Last night's incident with Debbie also got me thinking that you nevercompletely know someone no matter how much time you spend with them. Onthe surface and to the public eye, Gavin and Debbie's relationship wasthe perfect marriage but underneath all of the swinging had been goingon. As Debbie had said though they were still so much in love with eachother and their activities posed no threat to the. That’s right Mel, I own you. I can touch any part of you I want, can do anything to you I want and there isn’t a thing you can do about it.”Tracy grabbed Mel’s hair again and forced her to look up at Mandy unbuttoning her camouflage pants. Mandy took a few paces forward so that she was standing right in front of Mel.“Hold her up Trace. So she is on her knees before me.”There was no way Mel could balance on her knees herself with the way she had been tied, so Tracy dragged her to her knees so.