She was stunned and mortified. Her gaze turned to stare down at the floor and her arms were wrapped tightly around her stomach. "Do you want me to...show this to your parents?" I made my voice stern, sounding as if i were mad at her. Her voice cracked and shuddered, "no". She hunched over nearly touching her face to her slender legs. For a moment I thought she was going to be sick. "Well then, I want you to stand up and look me in the eyes." She slowly complied. "Stop crying." Her. Ron knew who they were. He walked up and introduced himself to them and they got out of the car and showed him their identification. Ron invited them into the motel room.Ron and Brenda sat on one of the beds and the two NTSB investigators insisted on standing. They asked Ron to describe in detail the events of the entire flight. Occasionally they would ask Ron a question. Several times they asked Brenda if what Ron told them was the way she remembered it. They asked Brenda if she noticed. Her pallu had slipped quite a bit now off her shoulder and was partly resting on her arms exposing substantial portion of her upper treasures. As her ample breasts tightly filled her blouse Pande-ji was enjoying what he was seeing.Getting no reaction from Maya , as per the natural nature of all males, Pande-ji also was encouraged. In the beginning he would only press during a pressure in the line, but now he kept pressing against her curvy figure even when there was no pushing. She could. The automaticdoors beeped their warning and then slid smoothly open. A few people,civilians and militia alighted and others came on to take their place.The carriage TV's , either side of the carriage, sounded a louder thanusual attention grabbing whistle. A well-dressed male announcer wearingthe New Hope armband, encouraged but not compulsory, came in view."Good afternoon viewers, brothers and sisters. This is the 4pm newsupdate on NH1, sponsored today by Blair's Laxatives. First theheadlines,.