In addition to myself and MrJones, the meeting was attended by nurse Maureen, Beverly the nursingassistant and Doreen James, the psychologist. Mr Jon...s sat behind thedesk in his office and I sat facing Mr Jones with Maureen on my leftside and Beverly to my right. Doreen James sat a few feet away from me.Mr Jones began by asking me a very odd question. " Do you like breastsAlice?" he said."My name is Simon, not Alice and yes I do like breasts" I responded.He then proceeded to show me four. I lay down again but still my dream lingered in my mind. Once again I was ashamed of my body for it was betraying me again. I could feel my pussy was very wet and I had this urge to rub it, to make myself come then I knew I could sleep again.It was 3 years ago now since this nightmare had all started, the night that I was taken off the dark street and driven to a quiet location where I was brutally raped by 3 men. If that wasn't bad enough, they also videoed my humiliation as well, forcing me. She kept stealing peaks at me and looking away when i would look at her, i ended up doing the same thing. This went on till the train arrived i got on first and she followed me up to the upper deck which was empty, our car as i noticed was empty as well. I sat down and she sat in the row across from me, as the train departed the station out of the corner of my eye i could see her rubbing her nipples though her shirt, when i looked over she didnt stop she was looking right at me and rubbing her. He was still an agent, not even senior grade. There'd been rumors of an insurrection, something more sinister than a simple overthrow of the Port au Prince government. This was rumored to be linked to terrorism, with an anti-American focus. Nobody in the government was taking it seriously; this was before the days of airplanes flying into tall buildings. But there were enough fears of the old Bolshevik bomber days that armed insurrections with explosives at hand warranted investigation.He had.