I hate this stupid,mindless regimentation.~She wouldn't quit, though. Stubborn was too mild a term for her, andshe'd be damned if she'd let a bunch o... camo-clad sadists win.Her musings were set aside as she began to yell out the "Jodie" alongwith the other recruits.*****Tuesday, April 3, 2001Hunter Security8:00 AM EDTRod nodded to Frank Thompson as he took his seat at the conferencetable. Connie had been assigned to the same platoon as their target;she'd be able to monitor Nicole Harrison's. She was quiet and wet in my grasp. At last she murmured: ‘Good night, Frank.’ I gave her a warm open mouthed kiss that she returned eagerly. ‘Good night, Bella.’ With a rustle she was gone, and I prepared myself for the first good night’s slumber in a week. It seemed I’d just hit the pillow when grey dawn peeked in through my windows. My body didn’t want to stay still, so I went to the window to watch the daybreak. Off to my right, there were lights on at a barn: evidently Gus and Max were. But both, as yet, were afraid to suggest it. Instead, Linda said: "What sort of animals?" What?" Veronica asked, her mind on something else."When you play with yourself and think about animals--what kind do you imagine?" Oh, different kinds," Veronica said. "Dogs, sometimes--big dogs. Great Danes and shepherds and Dobermans. I pretend that I'm letting a dog fuck me or--" she paused and looked wicked, "--or sometimes I make believe I'm giving a dog a blow-job." Ooooooh," Linda whispered. "That. " Stacy noticed for the first time a TV and video machine set up opposite the couch; they hadn't been there last week. "We wouldn't want you to miss anything," Gary continued. Stacy giggled again.Overcome by a vague feeling of dread, Stacy was forced to fight down an impulse to flee; not that it would have done any good with Neil standing in front of the door. Sharon sat up and crushed out her half finished cigarette in the ashtray. "C'mon, babe," she called, patting the seat beside her. "I.