I went to my office and asked Yori, "Where's the gun I used on the guy who was in the back seat of the Suburban?"He got up and came with me. He showed...the detective the gun that he explained he had taken from me after I had eliminated the threat. It was evident that the detective realized the threat we had experienced and the emotions I was experiencing.He took my statement while I watched the CSI people doing what they do. When a wrecker began dragging the Suburban out, I felt relief with each. With her head lowered, she could see that it was pink, swollen and dripping. Occasionally, her traitorous muscles would suddenly tense on the devilish rod like a hungry mouth, slavering over its phallic food. Any friction against the weeping walls would surely set her off. “Please, Master! Please don’t do this! kata will be good!” “No arguments. If you don’t want to come, I’d advise you to stay as still as possible.” kata closed her eyes, stood perfectly still and tried to think of something . The room was panelled in deep mahogany, with a large Caledonian flag hanging behind a long desk where five women were sat. There was a chair in front of them and I was told to sit down.I noticed the Captain on the far end, but did not recognise any of the other people. The women in the middle had more medals and was the one beckoning me to the chair. She smiled meekly at me.'I am Admiral Helga Stafford and you have been summoned to this military court for a variety of offences. As you will be. ..” I started to say.“Your bodyguard, yes, I know. It is a pleasure to meet you, Major, and I want to thank you in advance for any effort you put forth in keeping my son safe,” she said graciously.“The pleasure is all mine, ma’am, and I will try not to be too much of an inconvenience to you or your family during my stay here.” he assured her.After my mother had shown Major Johnson to his room, she returned to the kitchen to start my interrogation.“So, Joseph, it appears your father and I missed.