At a party (many years ago)I was standing by the motorbikes with a couple of friends when a girl came up to us and started to talk... nothing special ...ust chatting... as she asked questions about the bikes eventually the request came... could she go for a ride... sure we all said... but a ride for a ride babe, the response was surprising and rather nice... she said ok but how did she know we would take her for a ride after she had fucked one of us? No probs I say... give me hand job now and I. Nadhi, then said, “Why don’t you two come in with me. Liya’s mom wants to discuss something with...” she smiled at them, “your dad.”Liya and Gracey gave each of us hugs, then followed Mrs. García into the house.Mrs. Nadhi turned to the three of us and looked intently at us. I turned to Dad.“We’ll be in the car.” As we headed to the doors, I whispered to Heather, “You take front.”Heather nodded and jumped into the front seat. I extracted my phone, quickly opened the voice recorder, and handed. The Government kidnapped Mark a year and a half ago and we've moved house since then, so it's difficult for us to find old samples."The rabbi asked, "Wouldn't Homeland Security or the CIA have blood samples from all the tests they did on Mark?"Mom opened her mouth to answer, but I quickly NP'd it shut, gently so it wouldn't show on film. Just the touch was enough to make Mom pause. I answered instead, "They SURE took enough samples from me, so they should have. If the DHS or CIA have got. Just like when they called him heartless for taking the old couple's livelihood just because their only son died on the operating table, and they lacked the money to make their note payment on time. Hell, business is business, he always said, and if you can't take it, you shouldn't be in it. At least that was the way Henry Hawkins saw things -- he never believed in giving any quarter, just as he expected none if the chips happened to be on the opposite side.But it wasn't good to dwell too much.