I finally found out what had set them off. It was one of the senior interrogators, an older guy who'd seemed actually pretty reasonable in the context...of my incarceration, who brought them to me about day seven or day eight.Three photographs, not one. Apparently some passing hiker had indeed witnessed Asmedogh's crash and had the presence of mind to pull out his camera or cell phone or whatever. The flier itself, pretty badly bunged up but still recognizable, was clearly visible in the first. Over the next couple of hours they shot the scene in which the three girls are watching TV in their dorm room, the redhead and brunette begin seducing Kathy who struggles at first then begins to succumb to their kisses and fondling when Justin bursts through the door. There is a lot of screaming as he grabs the brunette, rips off her negligee and rapes her, all the while threatening to kill her if the other two make a sound. Then it was the redhead's turn and finally Kathy's. The sex was only. ”“Do it when we get to Walgreen’s. Put your hands on our butts,” Jen said.“I want to tell both of you something about acting as mature as you look ... Will you promise not to be offended by what I tell you? You’ll thank me for years to come for this.”“Yes, tell us! We want to know how to be like the older girls. They’re always looking down on us like they know all the secrets and we’re just peons,” Jan said.“Lose the giggles, Girls. Both of you ... It’s fun for a while, but it makes you seem. She must have had 10 pounds of plastic in her new bolt-on fake rack! Well at least I knew where the money from our accounts went. "Good thing Amy did not waste it." I muttered to myself.Getting my thoughts back together I launched into Professional Pilot mode. "MR. Kingston." I began standing over the seated Troy. "I must insist you turn off your cell phone immediately. It may interfere with the safety of this aircraft, endangering you, and my passengers."Troy noticed me for the first time..