One of my hands chopped his gun forearm in a full shuto; I felt the bones snap and the gun dropped harmlessly as my other hand did a shuto to his neck...on his opposite side, breaking his clavicle. He bent over, yowling. His partner turned at the noise and looked at me stunned, but I had already leaped toward his left side, spun, and nailed him with an outside chiko chagi (axe kick) to the side of his neck. He went down like a stone. He never knew what hit him. As I completed the chiko spin, I. “Now, get out. You are not welcome here, this is our house, not yours. Get out, and don't come back!”Monique looked at me as if I was something she had stepped in. I thought of protesting, but decided I should just let things cool off. But Monique smiled, then, and it was not a nice smile. “Just be careful Clint when you ask your wife to make love to somebody else, she might actually fall in love with them.”The next afternoon I was finishing my reports of the trip when there was a knock on the. I decided to have dinner alone before I showed up at his door. There had been no mention of dinner when he called me. I assumed he didn't want to be seen with me, so it was pizza delivery or nothing. Ah the life of a cheap whore, I thought with a giggle.Harold's house boat was his total fantasy world. He told himself that he was an outdoors man. That he hunted from it in the winter and fished in the summer. The truth was that if he went there at all, it was to get drunk and try to get laid. The. "Is that you David," screamed Kelly as she pulled the black hood clear of me head, revealing (I'm sure) an extremely dishevelled looking guy (me)!"SHIT; what happened David," asked Jessica as the two girls let go of their tight grip?"Those two monsters Sharon and Janet mistook me for some guy called Mr Simpson and they pulled the hood over my head and gagged me about ten minutes after you left me last night Jessica," I responded in a quiet voice, due to the hours of gagging.After my explanation.