The generator behind one of the rear wheels was roaring to keep up with the demand for power that Roger and Catalina were putting on it with a pair of...Skil saws. There was no way they could keep up with all the sawing needing to be done; there was plenty of work being done with hammers and handsaws, which they could hear occasionally when both the power saws were quiet, which wasn't often.Once again, David was marking cuts for them just like he'd done down in Pass Christian the winter before.. In a perfectly targeted strike, impacting between the C5 and C6 vertebrae, her blow snapped the guards neck. He was dead before he hit the floor. Her eyes snapped to the second guard, but he was down, pawing weakly at the knife embedded in his throat, his life's blood pumping all over the wooden floor.Kat, still in a half crouch, drew her left-hand needle thrower from her cargo pocket and turned towards the bar. Bob had his pistol in one hand, an antique-looking twin-barreled firearm in the. He also thrust two fingers into her private parts and seemed satisfied that she did not wince at the intrusion. His next order was for her to kneel and suck him, swallowing his offering. As she rose, still naked, from performing this duty, Molly was in total control, and noticed that she was wet and ready between her legs."What shall I wear, Master?" she asked, with more assurance and willingness than he had noticed previously."Oh, the clothes are there on the bed," he said, and left her. "You humiliated me in front of colleagues, they made my life a living hell all afternoon."As she spat this out, her hand whipped out and grabbed my hair, literally yanking me upright from the sofa and proceeded to march me unceremoniously to our bedroom, stripping off her jacket as we went, kicking off her shoes.Once there I was tossed onto the bed like a rag doll, she following me, bouncing on the backs of my legs, straddling me, pinning me down. Off came the sarong in one swing of her arm, I.