His breath smells of spicy rum. His other hand darts down and grabs your pussy through the dress. Your mound is soft like a juicy ripe fruit in his ha...d, and you realize that you are so wet by now that you are going to have a big wet spot on the front of your dress. You grind your hips against his hand, not caring about anything anymore. The kiss is over, and you come up for air, gasping. The tall guy grabs your hair at the back of your neck and pulls, making you tilt your head back. He bends. Mona had removed her skirt and was naked below the waist. My hunch that she was not wearing anything below her skirt was correct. She was with her back to the door and probably had her cameras focused on the door. I closed the door silently and went back to my signal jammer and fine-tuned it to permit the signals from any device inside the room to be picked up and recorded on the jammer itself.Then I went to the door and knocked and said,“Ms. Mona.. I am coming in. Hope you are OK with it. You. ‘Yes it is, thank you,’ she said, her voice weak from disuse. ‘I was afraid you might try to get away. I know you can’t get off of the ship, but don’t believe that outside of this cabin you will be safe.’ ‘I understand and I will stay here,’ she said plaintively, acknowledging her imprisonment.. ‘What is your name?’ ‘My name is Amelia. I am the daughter of Rufus Stackhouse.’ ‘My name is William,’ he told her ‘What is your father’s name?’ she asked. ‘Edmund’ ‘Very well, William, son of Edmund,. We now return you to your local news stations for updated news. Good night. {[R] motions to cameraman to stop recording}***I was glad the interview with the reporter was over. I had not been looking forward to it but ever since the accident became known, reporters had hounded me. The neighbors that were involved with me were too embarrassed to face the public. I, on the other hand, have been vocal over the neglect that was shown by the manufacturer of the MagGen systems. Now that the lawsuit is.