. just pitch 'em overboard." Dad!" We have a mess in the salon," I suggested we clean it up."Good idea," Wendy said. "Customs and port authorities mig...t have a problem with bloodstains and bullet holes."Back in the salon, we found the Powers that Be working on repairing the damage.Don't ask.It's magic.Well ... it involved wands that glowed, tape that melted and a pourable liquid that eliminated all traces of blood.Magic.Twenty-one thousandth century magic. Remember? Any sufficiently advanced.... ?You want some of this,? he smiled, ?Come and get it.? I stood my ground, waiting, measuring, reading. His smile faded, and he hurled himself forward at me, swinging a wild roundhouse punch with his right hand. Luckily for me, he telegraphed the punch a mile out, so I was able to move inside it and duck, while throwing two quick hard jabs into his fat belly. His paunch absorbed a lot of the force from my jabs, but I knew it hurt him none the less. I backed away from him as he threw a right. Maybe they appreciated my sense ofhumour or maybe priapus wasn't as popular as he thoughtanyway I was just starting to wonder how to approach aman tied face up on a table when everyone lept into actionit was like an F1 pit stop, the men brought in theladies table while the other girls untied himquickly a number of strong hands lifted himand flipped him over onto the girls tableface down, his wrists tied at the corners and his ankles down at ground level.I approached, lube in hand spreading it. .... even help.We didn't even make it to the bedroom, Lou had Mom stretched out on the kitchen table, oh shit. Lou had my favourite, maple syrup, dripping on Moms cunt, there was going to be a battle royal to see who would lick her pussy clean. There was no problem as I shoved Lou out of the way, there was no objection either. Lou headed straight for Mom's tits. They got the maple syrup as well and as soon as they were covered Mom pulled Lou's head down, hard enough to squash them.And Iwas left.