“Sit down,” said L’vant. Hal sat down on a swivel office chair, in front of him was a table with a microphone on it.“I will be monitoring both...of your minds to see if there is any deceit,” L’vant informed Hal and Karen. “When you talk to your brothers, if I detect any secret code I will immediately give the order to kill your father, his fiancée and your unborn half sister.”“I won’t, please don’t hurt anyone else,” pleaded Hal. This was exactly what Hal had been planning, he had wanted to break. I walked backwards towards the door and told her to turn around on the bed, and to set up. I told her to raise her short shirt over her big bouncy mommy tits. I was opening my belt, jeans fly and pulling out my hard cock. I told her to rub her tits and pinch her nipples, she did. I told her to reach down, finger her snatch and lick the juice from her nipples and fingers. She did, watching my cock with lust. I was slowly stroking. "CRAWL TO ME SLUT" She did. Tits hanging, long hair. After a while I was actually doing it myself and started to become reasonably proficient with eye shadow, mascara and lipstick."Take your time Angela, you aren't painting a wall, you're painting your face. You want to make the best job of it that you can, transform your look, soften it, and make yourself look pretty, even sexy."The words just washed over me, I was far too intent on doing what I'd been shown. I hardly even noticed that Lynn was taking photos of me; I'd have been even more. Trying to find them “at home” was a fool’s errand. In the daytime they laid low, afraid of the A-4’s from the carriers offshore. At night they moved with stealthy skill through canals mapped by generations of ethnic boatmen.The name of the game was to try to disrupt the flow of supplies, but the truth of the matter was, Charley could survive for weeks in the delta without supplies, subsisting on a small supply of rice supplemented with crabs, oysters off the mangrove roots, an occasional fish.