Unfortunately, MASK possessed advanced technology, and their enigmatic leader, Warmaster, was a tactical genius who was seemingly uncapturable. Almost...every battle ended in a loss and Dean was forced to surrender on their terms a year later.By the time she ended the war, it was too late, the US was in more shambles than her approval rating. The population was decimated and the terms of surrender Warmaster demanded only made things worse. Although MASK agreed to leave the US for good, in return,. Jay quickly had the stern secured to the dock. Rick then shut the engine down and the guys assisted the girls out of the boat. As they entered the house, Rick offered his quests the use the shower. Ritu and Naina eagerly accepted. Rick showed them to the large shower room and its linen closet. He pointed out the fluffy guest’s robes hanging one the back of the door. Naina and Ritu used the shower at the same time. They weren’t attracted to each other, but had been friends and teammates for so. Before the siren went, the three of them were having breakfast, when a soldier suddenly stood in the open doorway. He said nothing, but his imposing uniform and his gun dominated the entrance to the house. She would not learn about which soldier was which, until she went to learn to fight. But she could tell this soldier was more important than the soldier outside their house last night. He looked slowly around the room. A place for a fire, a table and chairs, and bare floorboards. He looked at. Me: Okay, okay I understand.And what did I understand? That I have to sway my petticoat-covered hips in rhythm so that this scoundrel Ramlal gets excited and get his lund erect. I thought it's no use wasting time and started as Master-ji suggested. I lifted both my arms slightly upwards at the level of my eyes and held the wall and started moving my hips in a flowing way. I remember my school days when I used to be in dance class and that experience is coming handy today!Master-ji and Ramlal.