We simply could not abandon the trail this easily, so we tried a different tack. As a person showed up for work at the Hamas office, Genie grabbed him...and put him in a small cell until he could be questioned. We decided on a hard program of psychological warfare. Komodo would be morphed into the guise of a terrible demon for his questioning cycle. If needed, I would take part dressed in a normal business suit and looking like a typical Iranian lawyer. We would try the good cop-bad cop routine. She sank back into the window seat, and allowed me to unbutton her lacy white blouse. I unsnapped her bra and kneaded her breasts, pinching her nipples and rolling them between my fingers. I stroked and purred at her, murmering that she was a wonderful girl. My hands stopped the massage of her breasts and she mewled in protest. My hands found their way down to her jean buckle, and I unsnapped her jeans. I tugged them off and pulled her panties off with my teeth. Her breath caught, and she. "Hi! I'm Amber." she said to me. The sound of her voice brought me out of my thoughts and I jumped as my eyes snapped up from her body to her eyes. I felt my face get hot and I wondered if she noticed the way I was looking at her. I managed to smile back at her but could not manage a reply. "And you are....?" she said slowly. "I'm, um, Mindy." I managed to stammer back at her. My eyes finally left hers and I stared down at the floor. The bell rang and she stared back at me for a few more. That is cheating!” Kirsten yelled back.“Huh-uh! I made something so that my grandparents wouldn’t fall off. They wouldn’t have let me go if I was going to leave them at the RV park. I like riding bareback,” Ellen yelled back.Kirsten and Ellen were off the animals when I got down the stairs. They were still arguing but now only two feet apart. I helped my parents off the bear after removing some sort of animal hide Ellen had cut holes in for my parent’s legs. She used a cord made from braided.