She had worked with Mossad so she saw some of the worst.She joined the army of her homeland, most women serve. Because she had some language skills sh... was attached to an interrogation unit. She was not formally trained, Sara was regular army, but she was a lot better than most at the business of getting information. Because she was not Mossad, she did not enjoy the security precautions after discharge. When her name and picture got out she was targeted by a suicide bomber and had to leave. She. Uncertainty made her fidget."Take the shorts off, and anything underneath too," he commanded.She stared at him for a moment, then turned away and began undoing the zipper. While she was doing so he kicked his shoes off, and began to unbuckle his belt. As the hot pants hit the floor, Bob's trousers hit too.She turned around, displaying the curly black hairs at her groin. She tried to cover the pink parts with her hands, self conscious being nude before her mother and Bob both."Pretty good. "Mommy," Maggie said. "Wanta show you da picture." OK," I replied.Carefully, Maggie took out the painting. In the painting were fourlittle girls and a mommy and daddy."That's daddy," I said to Maggie.I could tell by "his" auburn hair that was drawn as red and brownstripes."Yea, mommy," she replied. "And dat's you."She pointed to the larger female stick figure in the painting that washolding hands with the male stick figure. My hair had many colors. Evenblue, purple and green."And this must be. He’d stop and wait for Grace in a bit. He turned left at the roundabout and pressed on. There was a road off on the right, straight away.“Okay I’ve got this one!” he heard Grace call to him from behind, so he kept going. In about three hundred metres there was another turning on the right, so he stopped at the side of the road and watched the cars coming.In a minute the grey hatchback with Dr Simon inside drove past him, fairly slowly in the traffic ... closely followed by Grace! Her slim.