Still not moving, she had my full attention."Say it again, tell me what to do."I snapped my fingers, "Hey, sis, milk me."And she did. Smiling down at ...e, her eyes locked on mine, she gave me a feel that sent chills through me. She kept it up for several minutes before leaning forward. I took her tits in my hands as she brought her mouth to my ears."My darling, I can not tell you how happy you make me. I can not put into words how thrilled I was when you answered the phone. I had dialed the. She is an excellent teacher. I learned a lot more," she said and grinned at Amy.They all roared in laughter and then got down to serious business. They began planning the next steps. The next day they began gathering materials they deemed needed. Nobody paid any attention to the gum-chewing telephone repairman that worked on the junction box. Chuck finished his work, packed up his tools and left. Tracy's phone was now tapped. Sam made final entries and tapped into the supposed un-tappable cell. The first thing I see is a Captain standing over me. He speaks but I still can't hear him so I say, "I can't hear you because you flashbanged the hell out of us."He leans down close to my ear and yells, "Jennifer Donaldson, you are under arrest for acts of domestic terrorism."I don't understand so I complain, "What the fuck are you talking about?"He leans closer again and states, "You assembled a privateer army on American soil and armed them with illegal weapons. Besides in your condition. We ordered drinks and made small talk until they arrived. Jean seemed nervous. Her hands were a bit shaky as she took the first sip of her drink and sat it down. Something was definitely bothering her. I leaned forward, reached out, and cupped both of her hands with mine. I could feel her shaking.“Jean,” I said, “whatever it is you want to ask me, it’s OK. Take your time and relax. You can ask me anything. I may, or may not answer, but go ahead and ask.” She took another sip of her drink and.