“Officer Latimore, as a courtesy, I will explain that the Navy has lent me from the Miles-Brown Institute to protect the public from your intentions. I have complete discretion in how you I transport you to Leavenworth Prison. There is a very nice toilet here, and it is the last one you’ll see until Kansas. Do you wish to use the facilities here, Ma’am?”
Megan nodded in the affirmative, and the two of them marched to the bathroom. “Stand straight. We will pull your pants and underwear down and assist you to sit.” When she had finished, she let them know she needed help standing. The higher-ranking officer ordered her not to move and please spread her legs. He wiped her private parts, pulled up her pants, and fastened her belt. Without warning, Megan jumped up in the air so high, I was ama
