“It’s a matter of national security; and that’s about all I can say, over an unsecured line.”“Well then, I’ll be here. I’ll ask Sandy to...show up, as well.”“Very good, Dr. Calin. I’ll see you in a couple of hours.”With that, the phone clicked silent, and I hung up. Picking it back up again, I called my research assistant’s cell phone. On the third ring, she picked up.“Hi, TJ. What’s up.”I hate caller ID, because it always gives away your advantage.“Sandy, I need you here, in an hour. Before you. I wasn’t sure you were ever going to stop coming!’ ‘I wasn’t sure I was going to stop, either,’ Mitch said. He slid his arm down, clasped a compact buttock, and pulled her even tighter against him then, spent, sated, and relaxed, they dozed off. A soft tickle on Mitch’s face woke him up and he heard Kristin giggle. ‘Hi, sleepyhead,’ she said, and kissed him softly. ‘Hi, yourself, wild thing,’ Mitch replied. ‘You aren’t going to sleep our last night away, are you?’ Kristin asked, her eyes filled. I was sitting on the couch and she was sitting on the floor leaning against my leg. I loved her hair, it was so silky and fine. I often found myself stroking her hair, especially when we were sitting like this. I knew she loved it when I stroked her hair, it seemed to relax her.This evening something changed. About 20 minutes after we had made ourselves comfortable and I was stroking her hair, she suddenly turned her head and grabbed my hand in her mouth. She started to shake her head and. They then let me collapse onto the ground but then they kicked me. I hurt so bad. It felt like I was having cramps. They finally got into the vehicles and drove away. I told myself I survived it and that I was okay. But I then realized how much I hurt and I could tell I was bleeding and it wasnt that time of the month. I screamed for help but I realized I was out in the middle of nowhere. I got to my feet but the cramps were so bad I had to lean over. I didnt realize how muddy it was and I kept.