'Oh my God, ' she thought. 'This is a nightmare. Someone please get me out of here. Please.'The officer led Olivia out of the room and down the hall t... a holding cell. There was another inmate in the cell, also in an orange suit."Wait here till we have your cell ready," the officer said. "It should be soon."The officer closed the door with a sharp clang. Olivia tried not to stare at the other inmate. She was a large woman with close-cropped hair and faded monochrome tattoos. Olivia could make. " Mind you, he was not able to say much in the email, but it looks like they banded together to rescue Jacob." They did what? All of them?? From who???" This is where things start to get more unbelievable. But if what he said was true, some Marine officer tried to kidnap him, and then steal one of his ships." ONE of his ships! He has more than one??" That was my reaction too. Supposedly a bunch of his friends and their friends as well used his other ships to attack some base in the Middle East.. She actually could feel the sweat trickle down between her round breasts and down her back, working its way past her massive buttocks. What the hell, she thought, a little sweaty work is a small price to pay to keep my house clean and free of loud, drunken boys...Today was her oldest son, Robert’s 19th birthday, and he had insisted on giving a party for a rather large groups of his mates.Now Ann knew from experience that such party would probably end with half the attendants being dead drunk. Still, with the right kind of provocation, almost anyone can be motivated to engage in fisticuffs. Danny not only punched the biker into a state of unconsciousness, something that no one at the bar would have made any fuss about, but he also managed to drive his pickup over the unconscious man's right leg after the altercation had supposedly ended.The biker had ended up getting his leg amputated about three inches above his ankle, and Danny now found himself a guest of the San Bernardino County.