Each nail had a white rose painted on the tip. She smiled with her matching red lips. The gloss and diamond glitter sparkled on her big smile. Her ...exy blonde hair was layered on the sides, and down her back. She had the same look from the seventies in the back of my limo. I gently put my hand on her ankles. I started to massage them. I moved my big hands on her sexy calves. She shot me a big smile. "Oh that feels nice. I think you've done this before." she said. I smiled. "Once or. "Honey, I wish I could explain it. I really do but I'm not sure I caneven dare. Carol, in spite of what I believe, I've just seen somethingvery odd that I can't explain and if you want to know the truth, it'sway too weird even for me at the moment. You and your damn Cosmic forcesare going to end up giving me an ulcer." And for your information, regarding that gender issue, that'sexplainable as well because at least half of those documentedreincarnations end up being gender swaps," Carol said. ." Karen accused."Okay, then -- that's out of the way. You can't avoid it?" I prodded. "Why don't you show me your superior powers of resistance? I don't rape my women -- you'll go willingly, or not at all. Can't you operate like that? What do I have to do -- tie a hand behind my back?" This is a trap," Karen muttered suspiciously."Yup -- but it's got a NICE fur lining!" I chuckled. "All you have to do is be as incorruptible as you THINK you are and you'll leave here unsullied -- but cool,. They would just hand you over to the so-called intelligence agencies. If the spooks have their way, no one will ever leave here, it will be an area 51 or 52 or whatever and after a while, when they can’t get the answers they want, they will bury the whole Compound and everyone in it.”Lastly, I said, “Okay, people, you’re on your own with this. You can go or stay. I’m not stopping you, and you can bet the farm I will not be confirming your stories.”I cleared my throat. Then I sort of dropped a.