It sounded like a win-win scenario to me and without any further discussion, I accepted providing she promised not to tell any of her girlfriends, esp...cially not Trudi, that I was doing an actual babysitting job.My Ronnie told me we had to kiss to seal the deal. I wanted to know what ever happened to just shaking hands like friends. She told me that since we were almost brother and sister it had to be something more personal and kissing seemed like a good choice. I could see the logic of that. 'Yours?' he said with a wide, face splitting grin that showed off his white teeth and Claire went a deep shade of red and just wished hat the ground would swallow her up. She tried to snatch it back but the guard held it just out of her reach. 'Now what would a nice girl like you be wanting with a little bitty thing like this' he chuckled, enjoying her discomfort. 'Just give it back and leave' she snapped recovering a little composure. 'Hmmm, not sure I can'. The guard stood and planted a huge. Her strength and combat prowess had been worthless when, in an instant, she had been struck with a bolt of something blue and electric, sending her vision swimming before all had gone black in a burst of excruciating agony.When she had eventually awoken she discovered, to her fury, that she had been stripped of everything she had had on her by those human whelps, finding herself now with only a burlap slip over her strong body muscled. She had been locked up a cramped, filthy cell with a biting. It was a simple enough exit, just as it was a simple plan.Of course once outside we were on our own. Six people, with better night vision, on a mission to kill as many of the other guys as they could, Hopefully without getting killed themselves. We were not out trying to capture anything, we were out there just to thin the herd, as it were."Simon, I have explained to you the nastiness of this job. Believe me, I will not blame you one bit, if you tell me to go get fucked." I said.