They are to prevent your identity from being plastered on the net, prevent facial scans and being photographed. French drivers, pick up a JBG security...vest to identify you as part of the raid. Friendly fire incidents are un-acceptable for any reason of stupidity.”‘‘Everyone is to pick up a couple black hoods with the draw string and flex cuffs - all prisoners are to be hooded and cuffed. No, the draw string is not to choke them with though I know you would like to.”‘‘There are two video news. I was too enraptured with the non-stop nude show.And what a show: totally naked, Mom would squat low and retrieve her polish remover and cotton balls from underneath the sink and close the toilet lid. Then, still as naked as the day she was born, her legs slightly parted and the toes of her feet planted firmly on either side of the commode, she would proceed to work on her fingernails. A host of questions would come flying out of her - about school, homework, dinner possibilities, TV that. John walked over to the women to see if he could help them in some fashion. Rover quickly joined him, apparently as upset at the women’s pain as John. John knelt down and petted Rover on the head. Rover rubbed his head against the women’s legs and purred. The presence of the cat took their minds off the pain and calmed them significantly. John looked up at the girls. He said, “Ladies, I would like to introduce you to Rover.”Almost as one, they replied, “Hello, Rover.”John added, “Would you like. We agreed on a place and time and you seemed happy with the prospect of earning a passing grade. I arrived early, bought myself a drink and beat myself up as to why this was wrong on so many levels. You were interested in a passing grade, and I was interested in getting in your panties. I reminded myself, I was a mentor, not a suitor. I was a PhD, not a tutor. I was old enough to be your dad, not your lover or boyfriend. But hell, here I sat, none the less aroused by the prospect of meeting you.