Their eyes scanned her naked body. Moving restlessly over the firm tits that were hanging deliciously downward, the dark brown nipples about a foot fr...m the warm dirt.Still quietly sobbing Nena said, "The bark of the tree is digging into my stomach. Please let me go. Please?"Mark took a couple of steps towards her and kneeled down. He raised his hand slowly and traced his fingers from the heel of her foot, to the firm roundness of her ass.Nena tried to squirm away from his touch, but could not. If you asked for an occupant by name at the desk, you had to be announced. And you didn't go up by accident; both the elevators and the emergency stair doors were protected by security devices that should respond only to the electronic room keys and were reprogrammed each time occupancy changed.Part of an explanation was immediately forthcoming when both men presented us with similar identifications. "I'm Agent Brown with the Department of Homeland Security," said one, "and this is Agent Smith.. Sophia turned around to find Trevor cautiously approaching the table. "Sophia, hi." Ah, this is the savior of your new relationship, yes?" Marilyn announced."And who might you be?" Trevor inquired, not quite as politely as he intended."I'm her therapist," the black woman said in an abnormally monotone voice. "She pays me in sodas," she added, taking a sip of the can of her diet soda."Fair enough," Trevor mumbled, unsure as to their acceptance of his presence. He turned his attention back to. What changed your mind?" Nothing." She smiled wryly, "I didn't even think of jamming equipment. Everything that could be a danger or a boon to me, I've forgotten." Her gaze turned inward, and he could tell that she was about to start brooding again."I'm still here." He reminded her.Sophia inclined her head slightly toward Bren, "I haven't forgotten you." He nodded abruptly and picked up the device for a closer look. It was a flattened egg-shaped piece of metal with a slight depression in one.