It's all over. FBI to the rescue." I thought.Then I realized I hadn't seen Michael get up. My injuries seemed unimportant and my blood turned cold."Mi...hael, where are you?"I groaned as I rolled over. I knew I had some broken ribs but my vest had saved my life. Later I was told the round that hit me came in at an angle otherwise it most probably have penetrated the vest.Michael was lying on his side not more than five feet from me. He wasn't moving and his head was a bloody mess."Oh God... not. You're not repulsive looking. I'm sure you could find somebody who'd go out with you." Because Sandra is making me do this, the same way she's making you," he lied out of necessity."Can't you just ask your friend to have his girlfriend end this little game for us?" Come on, Suzanne. Do you really think Derek wears the pants in that relationship?"At that moment Brett heard something he had never thought he would have heard from Suzanne. She laughed. It was not a sarcastic chuckle, but a real. The presence in the study of the three femalefigures in long black outfits sent shivers down the girls? spines. Theysqueezed each other?s hand even more firmly, desperate for any comfort theycould get. ?Nowgirls, let?s see your real charms,? said the Head as she stood up to inspectthe two sisters. ?You?re both wearing some very sexy outfits to show off yourcharms so let?s see them. Remove your blouses and skirts so we can see yourlovely young bodies much better.? ?NNNNN?No,please, we. Great another picture of me in a slip, this time posing like someunderwear model!Although Lorraine had told me to pose for her I knew subconsciously thatthere was still an element of free will about my choice to do so. Icould have refused I told myself.Could I really? What was it about someone holding a camera telling youto pose for them that compelled you to do so?So as I stood thinking about free will there posing for her I thoughtabout how this was the first time I had exposed myself to.