"Don't even try to explain that. That ain't what I'm wanting to talk to ya about. So shut up and listen."The young blonde girl listened as well as she...could, her ears doubly ringing from the gunshots and out of embarrassment."We got word that someone or some thing has been downloading our secret files and selling them through a front organisation called Mellotron International. It's apparently a nefarious cartel of disgruntled musicians who fund their activities with royalties collected from a. Ray was nearby and watching as I danced with a few guys and more than a few felt my ass or brushed against my titties over the next hour or so. As I danced a slow song with a cute black guy in a baseball uniform and I felt a distinct boner pressing against me and I liked it. I felt my little ‘clitty’ twitching as we danced and he whispered in my ear that he really thought I was hot, and I softly moaned. He kissed my neck and I wanted to suck his cock right then and there but thought I better. It was gone - somehow I knew that without looking. The tingling stopped as if a switch had been thrown, and I sat there in a semi-state of shock."Take a deep breath," Dr. Green said. "It'll make you feel better." No...no," I kept repeating. I didn't want to be a girl. What had that crazy judge condemned me to?"It's okay, Erica," Dr. Green tried to reassure me. "It's all over now. You won't have to go through that again." WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" I screamed, lunging toward her. "What did you. His enthusiasm grew, if that was possible, when it soon became apparent that Khomeini's radicals were in control of the Revolution. With so much occurring in his homeland, it was impossible for Ali Katal to remain in the United States. By late March, 1979, Ali Katal had returned to Iran.With his skill and experience as a pilot, Katal had no problems finding a job upon his return. Pilots were very much in demand. He was flying passenger jets within Iran for IranAir when he came to the attention.