The four sub-officers had shown, over and over again, that they had no leadership skills. The handful of the eighteen privates who knew how to load th...ir rifles couldn’t hit an elephant at fifty yards. The Legion had equipped them with the most useless and ancient rifles in their stores.Fort Vauxrein had guns. Plenty of guns. They had been hauled over the desert in the mid-19th Century and carefully mounted to command all the approaches to the Fort. Apart from the test firing on installation,. He couldn't resist a grim smile as he remembered some of the old jokes that ended with a second thump, thump as a truck was backed up over a victim. He dropped the useless cell phone and picked up his Glock and continued to drive one-handed."Cell died," Rob said flatly. "I don't even know if he heard me tell him I loved him." He felt a deep, bleak sadness as he continued to drive and watch for more of the roving gangs. It seemed like the rioters were just out to hurt people and destroy. Then, her grip released, and the retreating orgasm that had felt so imminent and unavoidable resulted only in another weak dribble of cum down my length.Miss Laura chuckled as she watched. I thought about reaching out with my cuffed wrists and pulling her mouth down to finish what she started, but I was too invested in her process.“Not bad, Sammy,” she granted. “Do you make little slut Kristie cum with this little jackhammer?”Little? Disregarding the slight, I said yes. Every time. It was. I've been looking forward to this as long as I can remember."Wal turned to Sarah. "Sarah, are you happy to tag along with us for the day?" Oh yes, master, I'm a farm girl. I don't understand a lot of things here, but I will do what I can."They all smiled at her, and she was filled with pleasure to know that she'd said the right thing. And when Wal reminded her, "Wal, Sarah, not master. No one is your master now," she felt comforted. If only she knew what would happen to her family.Eddie and Wal.