"Think she's enjoying herself?" he asked.Floyd felt no pressure to lie. "Dude, she fuckin' hates it. You're destroying her." Damn, maybe she's not had...enough to drink." The man grabbed a bottle off the bar and pressed it against the poor girl's anus. She squealed in pain as he forced it inside all the way up to the neck. The beer was draining into her bowels quickly. Though he knew the girl was in pain, Floyd was still slightly intrigued by what he was witnessing.In a few short minutes the girl. What're we supposed to do?" We'll think.. Scheme... and plot and somehow we'll figure it out.It's a matter of life, death and good fucking. You guys don't want tolose your cook and cunt and I don't want to lose my seven oversizedcocks. You guys may be height challenged but you're over endowedcockwise and I'm the happiest ha -- virgin -- ha in Paris and you guysin spite of your undesirability with the tall girls are just what Iwant. I love you all and especially I love fucking you. So.... Just before the rapist penetrated the woman, I shot him between the shoulder blades. I was close enough for a head shot, but I wanted to be absolutely certain of my hit.As soon as I fired, all hell broke loose as the others fired and the Indians began to fall dead. We all fired as fast as we could lever in a new round and line up for our next shot. It all went so fast that only three Indians reached their rifles, but they never had a chance to do more than pick them up. All of the Indians were. "It was understood that Phoebe would eventually return East; it was theterms that were being hashed out. Claire insisted that Phoebe go back torehab, and Marcia couldn't argue with her there, but it wasn't going towork unless Phoebe was ready. Everyone understood that, except Claire.Walt was working with Phoebe on that one. Claire also insisted thatPhoebe return to school, but, on that point, consensus disintegratedaltogether. The Hope Crossing faction, including Phoebe herself, heldfirmly to.