?But I think she would mind us enslaving our cousin; family relations and all that.??Oh,? sighed Cinny as she enjoyed having her breast held. ?Maybe.... So how did this plan pop into your head???Well,? explained Linny. ?She was right where we were going to put her eventually; in a stall. And she was already almost naked, just like we were going to make her. I just skipped months of conditioning.??Seems kind of risky to skip all of those other steps.??It might be,? agreed Linny. ?We’ll have. I innocently pulled one of my feet up on the stool, then the other, crossing them. In this position, my knees were at my chest and my crotch was more exposed. I looked around the room and then back at him. His eyes were still locked. I dropped my knees to both sides, giving him maximum visible access. I continued turning back and forth and faked a yawn, stretching my arms over my head and arching my back. The stupidest thing went through my mind. I wished I had not worn panties. Panties.. I had to make sure it was to my advantage.I used the martial arts training I had gleaned from Mike, Erin's ex-boyfriend, so many months prior, the training from Agents Davis and Marks not many days after that, and anything I had seen in a movie that looked like it could really work. Still I didn't land a finger on the guy.He kept his cool the entire time, looking for the perfect moment to strike. Taking swipes, thrusting his knives at me, and generally being in my face. I can honestly say that. He went to his own bedroom a few doors down the hall, changed out of his work suit, donned something a bit more comfortable -- loose slacks and a button up shirt -- and headed to the White House's basement.There, he greeted the Guard politely, discussed the primary school soccer match that had taken place on the North Lawn the day before, then passed through the steel bar gate the Guard unlocked for him. Carlton made his way to the end of the passageway, passed by a second Guard and a second.