One winter I was near paralysis-the cold would chill my bones and the meds had me u*********s or loopy. Months and forms and loopholes, later I'm down...sunny Texas way getting physical therapy. No, not p.t.-that means something different in the service. When the x-rays showed I had valid injuries. I was berated by the 'elders' for being so macho. So I got comfy and began to give a presentation on Bushido and the role of a retainer. The meds got me going and at one point I think I was pulling. The legal team entered saying they are ready.Helena pulled Engineer to the side “Comments please?”“Very poor maintenance, they don’t know what they are doing correctly, they are just doing enough to pass inspection. It will take weeks to bring back to quality standard, but it can be achievable with time and money.” He replied.“Money is not your problem, that’s mine, are you prepared to do the necessary work to bring them to ‘YOUR’ excellent standard? Your answer will tell me whether to settle. I stood up and opened the cooler to help him get a cold one. Then things accelerated. I could hear what sounded like one of the other guys jumping into the pick-up with my wife. I assumed to help her get out without falling. I then heard her moan deeply. I and the guy next to me turned to see what was going on. I saw my wife bent over, her huge tits still out and pressed against the tailgate. Her shorts/panties pulled down exposing her ass and swollen pussy and one of the guys was pushing his. What makes-”“Shut up, woman,” Sharn said coldly, cutting her off. His blue eyes were dark with pain, physical and emotional, as he turned his hate-filled visage up to his mother. “Five of you knew what was going to happen. You, you, you, you, and you, Mother, all knew what would happen to my men when you sent me out to the Barrens.” Each Matriarch pointed to shrank back before the heat in those cold blue eyes. “Fifty men sent to the slaughter against one thousand!”This woke a hissing, rumbling.