. just to point out a few things." I guess so," she said, uncertainly.He traced a finger lightly from the middle of her back up toward one shoulder."T...ere's a band of muscle here that bulges and ripples when you move your arm. I saw it the other day when you were in the hot tub." He walked to her side, and his fingers touched her thigh. "You're thirty years old, but there isn't an ounce of cellulite on your thighs."He came to her front, and his fingers traced across her belly. That flesh sucked. "And tell me this. Do you tolerate sexual assault of female hostages?"Mr. Choi's stern expression was unwavering. "Our plans for the four of you are no concern of yours at the time being. As you said, you are our hostages. And as for your second question, the gentleman will be dealt with." Speaking in Mandarin, he ordered his offending subordinate to walk over and sit on the ground next to him. "And now, Mr. Gustafson, please don't interrupt me again. I'll choose to ignore your little outburst. After waiting fifteen minutes, she was ushered in to meet the warden. Right from the first, Barbara had a bad feeling about Warden Dunn, a fairly tall woman, but over weight. Short dark hair framed a round face that seemed to holda permanent scowl. An enormous chest was stuffed into a drab brown uniform that did nothingto enhance her figure. “Take a seat, Harris,” Warden Dunn said, motioning with her hand. Picking up a folder, she scanned it for a second and said, “We don’t much care for d**g. Venomous." Alicia shrugged. A wry smile touched her lips."My cell gives no caller identity. Maybe she isn't Anna," she said. "With the reputation the woman accuses me of it could be anyone. I must have a lot of enemies. But if it is Anna, I guess I deserve what she says." She blushed and her eyes went down. She fingered the cell phone nervously. Angique closed her hands around hers."Alicia," she said. "Now listen carefully to me. I know you are a slut who thinks with her cunt whenever she is.