Doug listened, smiling appropriately, looking at Betsy and enjoying her face, her voice, her scent. He caught a faint whiff of vanilla when she moved,...and he liked that. Once, when she offered a tidbit to her cousin, he saw her blouse open and glimpsed the lacy red bra….and the luscious breasts they contained. Doug had been aware from the first time he saw Betsy that she was special. Even at the airport, when she looked at him so gratefully, he had felt a little spark. She had looked so. Deeply. And I love Tory as much as I'll ever love you. I need you both to be happy. I know it flies in the face of conventional wisdom, but I don't think I could be happy with just one of you now. I need you both to be fulfilled. If I had to chose, right now, this very second, it would be neither of you, if the other was left out. I'd rather die alone."Wow. I wasn't expecting that. I turned to Tory, waiting. She took her time before answering. "Everything Cathy said and more, sweetheart. We. Having some protection if she accidentally flashed her sex to the surroundings would of course be nice, but it would of course not be enough if she didn't have any panties. She looked over at the drawer with her single pair of panties, only trouble was the nasty electrical shocks they could deliver. She shuddered at the memory, until her period came she would avoid using them. She went over to pack her schoolbag, but to her surprise it was already done. Had she really had the energy to do that. " And why is that?" I asked."That's when the Choppers get here to take everyone to the rendezvous.You and four others will accompany me to acquire the plane."My private line began ringing, "Hello?" Uhh, Stephanie is Link there?" Yes, here he is. And next time don't fucking forget to invite yourfamily along," I told him.The conversation lasted all of about two minutes, and sounded liketotal gibberish."He had a run in with a few Feds but he's confident of the target, TheColonel is with him," he.