It looks like I finally have a training partner,” I said with a big grin. I wondered if someone had said I had a girl in my room and was doing some ...tirring for them both to be here.Mark said, “Why does she have a big bruise on her chin?”“My fault, apparently when I hit the arsehole who was trying to rape her last night, he head-butted her in the chin.”Beth rubbed her chin, “It’s not as sore as I thought it would be. If the bruise is that noticeable, I may not be able to work tonight. Busted up. "That should be in less than an hour." Nice," Callahan said, looking at the dead Martians with relish. It was nice to see that they were capable of being killed after all. "I'm gonna head back down and tell my men what I've seen up here." You do that," Boothe said. "It's good for morale." You know it," Callahan said. His panic and anxiety were now gone. It seemed that maybe an end to this nightmare was now in sight.The Blue LineSeptember 14, 21460332 hoursThe trenches in the Blue Line had not. After six Maggie once again released a mighty fart and wondered how long this was going to continue. At twelve, her legs began to shake. At twenty her head and neck were covered with sweat. By thirty she was no longer feeling distinct pain at every blow, just a continuous pain that never really went away but just periodically got worse. At three dozen the burning in her genitals become unbearable but she didn’t dare take her hands from the stirrups to frig herself. At forty she became. They’re scared though ... real scared. They’re scared that whatever or whoever is doing this will come after them next,” he finished, as they passed the office that I was in.“Yeah, me and Al checked out the Marietta and Roswell areas. They don’t know shit either, but are worried where they’ll get their drugs from now, since their source has dried up,” a second man, the original questioner apparently, told the first man as they neared the end office.“Looks like we’re the last to arrive,” I heard.