"It is not a bad spy movie cliché when I tell you we have ways of making you talk." Hey creepy voice man, I never said I was not going to answer your...questions about me. I just won't tell you anything I think is private between me and the two girls, if something private happened between us. I would not even discuss anything I may have done with one of them with the other, not even if she was watching anything that might have happened. I don't do it and never will. Torture me; pull out all of my. "You called me Cindi," she said in a soft voice.I looked at her, shocked, thought back to what I had said. I had. She looked like her. She was taking her place in my heart. I had been afraid I would make that mistake and call her that someday."I'm sorry." I'm not," she said fervently. "I would love you to think of me as Cindi. I will gladly be your Cindi any day." We hugged each other and cried. I wondered if she would say that if she knew everything Cindi had been to me. Whom was I kidding?. She'd been weeping, and I wanted to comfort her, but couldn't lift my arms to brush her face, to give her peace.I am certain I felt the chopper set down. The telltale bump of the ground is another clear memory. As certain as I was that we were back on the ground, I was equally certain I could do nothing about it; not even open my eyes.It was during that period of partial consciousness that I was aware of someone holding my hand, and stroking my cheek. The hand was shaking quite a lot, but since. ” “You’re damn right you don’t you little sissy.” Tammy said. “As a matter of fact you should thank me for talking my sister into staying with you.” I wanted to lash out so bad, but I knew she was right. “Yeah right, thanks Tammy.” I said sarcastically. “You don’t sound too sincere about that Mike. That is why another condition of you getting to stay with Lisa is that you model these panties for me.” “No way. I wouldn’t give you the satisfaction!” “Come on now Mike. From what Lisa tells me that.