I figure Simone had worked her over pretty well the night before.The real shock, however, came when Sally lifted Janey's short T-shirt up and took it ...ff. Those deliciously creamy tits were emblazoned with angry red stripes, along with her entire stomach."Lean forward and turn towards Sally." I spoke in a deadly tone and she obeyed without hesitation.The pattern of stripes on her back matched those on her front, methodically even and expertly applied, almost the work of an artist. That they had. They held them back while three of our men emptied the tents, throwing everything they found on a couple of blankets. Then we made them empty their pockets and strip down to their longjohns. It was a pretty dejected bunch when we were done.“Who’s the foreman? Lie or refuse to answer and I’ll go down the line killin’ you one at a time until somebody tells me.”The youngest miner was at the front of the line and knew he’d be first to go and fingered the man immediately. I had him pulled. So usually we use to send goods in our vehicle and they use to pay through RTGS and sometimes we have to go there by yourself to collect the payment.One day one of our party failed to pay and we decided to stop business with him for good and got another shopkeeper whose sales is way better than the previous one. One day I went to my classes. Coincidentally I was studying my MBA at a University which was situated in that area. So my dad instructed me to collect some payment from that party. So I. This is my professor, Doctor Ames. We are test driving a student field trip plan for the summer.”“It isn’t summer,” I said with a smile.“So I noticed,” the prof replied.“So what about you,” The younger one asked me.“To complicated to explain, but I will warn you, I might shout in my sleep but I’m harmless. You probably shouldn’t shake me though.” I did say it with a smile.“Iraq?” the professor asked.“Something like that,” I said ending that part of our conversation.“So what brings you here?”.