”“Don’t be too hasty to judge. Perhaps he was actually a good Samaritan. Like he scanned around, spared the others, spared the children.”“Pi...sing on a child, that must be a sex offense. Chris Hanson shit...”“Chris Hansen.”“Hansen?”“Hansen.”“Marilyn Manson.”“Isn’t Marilyn Manson dead?”“No, Marilyn Manson is alive and pissing on people in Times Square.”“Marilyn Manson is pissing on children.”“It has to be a sex offense, pissing on children...”“Even by accident? Say you’re in a public bathroom,. But you'll have to trust me and do everything I say. Do you want that?" I felt his hand slide down my belly and over the front of my skirt before slipping under and climbing back up to the bulge of my panties. I didn't try to move away or stop him. I was totally passive and compliant. Its like I was hypnotized. "yessss" I whispered as my eyes gently closed. He caressed the bugle of my panties while slightly tightening his grip around my torso and arms. I squirmed against him - not to escape -. We have secured sufficient building space for your personnel, Partners, and equipment. You will be allowed to hire a few local nationals to assist you. Several representatives of the Parthas government will join us shortly,” she informed us in a no-nonsense voice.As we had approached and surrounded her, at her insistence, I had noticed that all of the external noise of the station had disappeared, but we could still hear her voice. This reminded me of the devices those in the Navy had carried. “My mom loves you. She said you made love to her better than any man or woman she’s ever known.” I thought Kat was testing to see whether I’d admit to anything with her mother, so I was pondering how to respond to that statement.I was saved from further ruminations in that area when Kent, Heather, and Mindy appeared. They were all in a chatty mood, plus Kent had looked up the weather on his phone and talked about the spectacular day we’d all have for swimming or whatever here at the ranch.As I.