She was on her tiptoes. After a few glances back and forth, they all began to smile and simultaneously they said "The Bobsie Twins!"They said it more ...ike a nickname than a given name. Two of the thugs came forward. They looked nastier than the rest. And they did indeed look like twins. Twin gorillas, that is. They were big, ugly, greasy, dirty and they scared the hell out of me. They had evil smiles on their faces, and the rest of the thugs looked mighty amused."You mean we can keep them?". He went over and released Lisa from her chair dragging her to the bed by her hair and throwing her down next to Amy. "Now, Amy I want you to straddle Lisa and kiss her. I want the two of you to make out like a couple of little lesbo sluts. I want to see if you really are 'best friends'!" he said.The two girls looked at each other as if kissing would magically transform them both into die-hard, I-hate-all-men lesbians. They closed in on each other, scared at what would happen when their lips. Until this moment, he hadn't really had time to think. Up until now, everything had mostly been a reaction. A result of his Marine Corp training. Like the Jeep, he had been born into a civilized society, but then turned ugly- transformed, armed, and groomed for war.His time in Iraq had been hell, both mentally and physically. But the ordeal had given him a unique skill set, which he had conflicting feelings about. On the one hand, it had saved his life and the lives of Liv and her Grannie. But. That was a strong maybe. The last option she had was, to go through with it. As much as I hated to admit it, that seemed like the most likely to happen.Ok, now that I sorted that out, I was ready to plan my attack. It was looking as if I could make a game out of it, and the more I thought about it the more excited I came. After supper I would start some serious plotting. First I had to gather information then get the game plan laid out.I worked for a security systems firm for almost twenty.