She envisioned them returning to their motel room and quenching their insatiable lust that had been building throughout the day. Visions of their pass...on filled her mind. The woman, with her legs wrapped tightly around the man’s back, crying out in ecstasy as he pumped faster nearing his own completion. Karen felt the wet stirring of arousal forming between her legs, and knew she would be taking care of her own needs when she returned home. With her mind still focused on lustful images, Karen. . Her blouse is unbuttoned about as far as a ‘good’ girl can get away with, revealing a white bra and a good portion of cleavage within.She speaks with a deep, dirty, Cockney accent that doesn’t give any hint of her ethnic heritage.“My name is Aliya Tariq. I’m 30, I’m single, and I want to stay that way!” She smirks.We watch Aliya in the restaurant, preparing tables – her blouse now buttoned up, straight. Neat and tidy. Occasionally saying something to another waitress or to an older man who. We've been watching you, of course.More than one of your fans has been working for us. So let's make this easy.Just tell us everything you know about the Resistance and nothing will happento you." The Colonel waited expectantly. "But I know nothing," Suzanne said quietly. She almost added "AllI did was pass notes back and forth." But she caught herself. To admitthat would be to admit complicity. "Very well," the Colonel said. He turned to the guards. "Stripher." The guards quickly unfastened. "Chuck said, "You know it's the eleventh already, and I don't have anything for Valentine's Day yet."There were groans all around. I suggested, "Let's run down to Wal-Mart and get cards and candy for all the women and girls."Tiny said, "That's so normal, so expected, and so dull.Abe stated, "It's worked for me for the last forty years plus, what wrong with it?"Phil said, "It just seems we should be able to come up with something more bizarre or at least meaningful." What's the big deal, Charlie.