She fell flat down onto the bed, her body held rigid, but it seemed shed learned better than to try to get away. Good girl, he thought sardonically. F...ne, he said flatly. Stay down there if you like while Im lubing you, but youll get up when I tell you to, AND youll hold still. He applied some of the slimy substance to her resisting sphincter, carefully using one, then two fingers to press it into her. She whined wordlessly and tried to cringe away from the probing digits sliding in and out of. "Is he coming back?" I ask her. She shrugs he shoulders the best she can. I run to the draw that has the handcuff key in it. I open it and don't see it. I push the pantyhose aside. I feel fear, fear that I lost the key, and that I cannot help Amber out. I look in the new black bag that has all the toys that Pete and Amber sent to me. I can't find the key. My fear turns to panic. I rush back out to Amber on the bed. She is struggling on the bed. Her feet are whipping around wildly. "Amber did. You’ll be on right after the break.”“Oh, okay.”“Don’t sweat it. You’ll be fine.”About a minute later, George Stephanopoulos came up from behind me and sat down in the chair across from me. “Sergeant Reaper, thank you for coming.”“Yes, sir, thank you.”“Relax, Sergeant, we’re not on the air yet,” he said, smiling. “This is going to be simple. I am simply going to ask you a few questions about the attack and receiving the medal and throw a few pictures up on the screen. Compared to the Iraqis,. "I would have offered to have them meet you, but." I can't take two more," I said with a nod. "Although we could work to get Jason to seven point zero, he's probably able to get that score now." And you probably score above eight," my sister said. "I heard your card was showing a higher score than the seven five it did originally." I haven't retested," I said."Letty, turn on the radio," Morgan said. "Let's see if there is anything about what just happened."Letty reached out with her right hand.