Everybody has a cell phone with 911 on speed dial. We are all on motor bikes this is a really bad idea logistically." I said it hoping logic would pre...ail. I didn't have a lot of hope that it would, but who knew."How about I just kill you and move on down the road," the heavy one said showing me his knife."There are two of you and you are bigger, but I have no idea why you would want to go to prison, or worse for the thrill of killing an old lady." I was fighting hard not to show how terrified. He tried for a few moments to see if I would react with bliss, but he could see the pain on my face. He stopped and removed his finger, his hand coming up and caressing my face."Im so sorry....that was supposed to feel good. Dont you want me to make you feel good?"I shook my head from side to side in a forceful NO, and he looked away....his voice almost sounding on the verge of tears."Ok then...I just...wanted this to be good for you too" I started to sob then, as I knew this man wasnt going to. ”“Even if nothing is done, I think the guilty would be very uncomfortable if they knew that the information was available on Tigsu.” As he said this, those with him nodded indicating their agreement.When Sarah saw a lull in the side conversations she said, “Shall we begin the tour. Brigarck, Cerzirck, Seraquie, Thamiquir, you are welcome to join us. We are going to show them key aspects of our ship. This will include a stop at FLDC-3 on the way back to their cruiser.”“Our gear is in the. Cynthia was wearing a mask and lying back, letting the other two take the lead. The submissive was clearly Hers, even though she spent most of her time with the tall one. There was a sorry scene in progress. Some wannbe had hired a hooker to play submissive. It was just sad.Anyway, Miss Martel pushed Mistress Cynthia forward. It was like some kind of test. It took a couple of prods, but the scene was so sad. Mistress Cynthia probably could not stand it. The moment she took charge everything.