Trimmed, if not shaved, was the order. I am very good at following instructions so I shaved. My attendant handed me a soft, warm robe appeared when he...heard water turn off. While I pat dried my hair, the rules were read aloud to me and I was required to verbally consent to each one individually, before signing the contract. My identity was safe provided I abided by the rules. The implied threat of consequences was vague but foreboding. Now I was free to do anything with anyone; consent was. As soon the door close, Megha went to bathroom and came back with a smaller nighty which made me horny. As soon as i saw her i pulled her near me and started smooching and wee both were so engrossed n each other that we forgot to switch of the lights.Slowly I started to press her boobs and started caressing her and made her nipples erect. I Sucked her nipples like anything, for which she was moaning like ahhh, ahh, Jaan halu, We still have a whole night to do everything.Slowly I undressed her. We outlined a procedure that seemed like it would work along with several options. Bashira and I would discuss the procedure with Charlie, tomorrow. After Bashira returned, Amir briefed him on the procedure, and I hopped us to our hotel in Washington.We spent the night at the hotel and in the morning we went directly to the State Department to meet with Charlie and Abby’s boss Ryan Charles. Charlie only kept us waiting in his reception room for a couple of minutes. When we were shown into his. ‘Listen to me. Jen and Fiona are _alive_.’ Click. All those friends and co-workers aren’t here for _you_, they’re here for _them_. Just stopping by for a friendly word and well-wishing, that’s all they were doing in your room. Realization hit him like an electrical current. Light that he couldn’t recall being on the ceiling before seemed to burst with radiance, blinding him with intensity as the shock of realization washed over him like a hose full of cold water. Alive? Alive. Alive..