"She opened the door, and took the box after paying for the pizza. How thoughtful of Darrin, she thought. She had wondered what she'd do for dinner an... had decided her only option was a hotdog from the Seven Eleven.As she moved through the studio to go back up to the loft, she noticed a large painting on an easel. It faced away from her, but she wanted to see it. Seconds later, she nearly dropped the pizza. She was stunned! She had never seen such a powerful painting before. Obviously a Las. “Pull your legs up, we’ll start on the outer labia first, and then work upwards.” Mary did as she was told. The needle bit into her flesh between her legs. It stung, but it was not as bad as she had anticipated from seeing the work on Sue. Steadily, Paul worked his way up the left side. Mary relaxed a little, she could cope with this, and she felt pleased with herself. Apart from the buzzing of the tattoo machine, there was total silence in the room. Even Sue had stopped sobbing. She started to. When I came to my senses, I walked back out by the living room where the girls were and watched them say their goodbyes to their friends as I passed towards the kitchen area. I guess it was maybe four or five minutes later when the girls entered the kitchen and started helping me with the evening meal. Then maybe thirty minutes after that, Jerry walked into the kitchen wearing my favorite outfit on him, nothing.At the dinner table we all started talking about our day. I remember that the girls. I dove to the floor right beside Ben's new nurse and made sure to hold her head down as all hell broke loose. The stupid fuckers in the BTR 80 decided to fire on the church with the 14.5 mm cannon and it ripped the hell out of everything. I didn't know who the fucker was that gave the order but their ass was mine if I lived through this...Flashback – Ben – One more frying pan!I heard the 14.5mm cannon start firing and tipped my wheelchair on its side just in time. The rounds ripped the hell out.