At what point did I ever have a say?”He almost mumbled the response, “Sometimes, fate has different plans.”“Oh, different plans? And what plan... were they?” She nearly screamed, head flooding her face.Kalen sat impassively on the couch, seemingly ignoring her.“Give me something, anything! How dare you sit there so calmly when you’ve taken everything from me!?” Caitlin screeched, then collected herself, “If you will not end me, then I will.” She stormed into the bedroom and searched the drawers. To their left stood three tall mature regal looking Swazi men, with feather decoration headdresses. They held tall broad ox hide traditional shields covering their torsos as well as their manhood offerings. I was amused that the ox hide shields were of black and white cattle, most appropriate I thought for the evening’s entertainment. ClickThe tallest of the boys, who spoke perfect English, beckoned to make a speech. “He thanked us for inviting them to the cabin tonight. He thanked me for. It was a constant battle to download enough information for the buffer to fill. Then when it was full the show would run for five minutes, then stop to refill the buffer.The motel’s WIFI did what the FBI couldn’t do. It got me started on the hard drive summaries. It was boring as hell. Thug A ran this or that part of the operation call ‘Rape on Demand’. Then the summary would tell me some more names I didn’t recognize.From reading the incomplete summaries, I decided that the FBI most likely. Lloyd, meet Nicholas Durant, the apparent future dictator or king or whatever of the whole fucking planet, from what I can tell. See, Lloyd and I, we’re into the whole ... hot wife scene and such, and Lloyd loves the idea of me having a boyfriend.“The trouble is that they are both such ... dicks about things at times, both like the idea of each other, but the reality of each other has led to, well, conflicts at times. It’s like they still don’t know how to relate to each other. Plus, they both.