He was being cross-examined by a defense attorney during a felony trial. The lawyer was trying to undermine the police officer’s credibility... Q: �...�Officer --- did you see my client fleeing the scene?’A: ‘No, sir. But I subsequently observed a person matching the description of the offender, running several blocks away.’Q: ‘Officer, who provided this description?’A: ‘The officer who responded to the scene.’Q: ‘A fellow officer provided the description of this so-called offender. Do you trust. He does not like to control autonomic functions however due to the high risk of killing the subject by for example forgetting to tell his heart to beat. – control is executed through commands (‘run’, ‘jump’, ‘pick up that object’, etc). The subject’s body seems to be able to work out the details as long as the command is not too vague (so ‘hit that man’ will work but not ‘hit anyone who looks threatening’). – commands are transmitted mentally. – He can read minds and memories, and can change. But, at the moment, this very handsome and powerful man wanted to have sex with her, and she was hot to get fucked by him, so she put her concerns aside, for the moment, and pressed her body against his, returning his kiss, with vigor.As their tongues worked in unison, he removed his arm from her waist and ran his hand down over her stomach and onto her pubic mound.She immediately uncrossed her legs and parted her thighs, completely exposing her white pantied crotch to his roving hand.He moved. We joked around like that all the time so it wasn’t unusual for us to trade insults. ‘You’re the one that will be the bitch tonight,’ she countered. ‘My bitch!’ ‘Dream on. Let’s play.’ I took out a couple beers and put the rest in the fridge before making my way over to the table. Jen was waiting, tapping her fingers impatiently and glaring at me with her dark, almond shaped eyes. I tossed her a beer and raised my own. With a final ‘Good luck’ we started to play. Jen and I were starting to make.