Well, I was on deep patrol when the Catamaral carrier entered the system. I had found myself locked in combat with 3 fighters before I could even get ... warning off to Sardonic HQ. That was not as much a surprise as the new missiles, they had fired at me. If they were willing to waste three on a patrol fighter. That meant they were here to take over the planet. Their one real advantage was that they breed like rabbits. The offspring could then take us on one on one. They could replace their. He had the good sense to stop when I told him he would get the same."I turned to Ginny who was trembling and crying. I took her hand and drew her away from the wall."Come on, I will get you out of here."As I led her away she followed willingly and we headed for the car park. When we arrived there I told her to get in as I opened the front passenger side door. Docilely she obeyed and climbed and did as I asked. As I started up the engine I said to her,"It's a good job I finally got my license. She was looking rather solemn. Her ordeal was still to come. Sheila was tall too, five foot nine Hank estimated. There was a family resemblance to Nigel. She looked to be friendly and Hank relaxed inwardly.Fiona ran forward with her hands outstretched. "He got a place," she cried oblivious to anyone else in the bar. "He got a place. Thank you, Hank. Thank you so much."Hank smilingly took her hands. "No," he said softly. "I merely got you started. This is the chap who won the place." He turned. The belt slashed out again across her bruised bottom. ?Stick that ass up higher you stupid bitch!!? the voice yelled again.They made her crawl around the floor for about 5 or 6 minutes while they each lashed her with a belt on her back, her ass or the backs of her thighs. Then the camera tilted wildly up to the ceiling for nearly two minutes. I could not see anything but the ceiling fan, but could hear the screams and the lashing of the belt. ?Fuck you whore! Crawl you little gutter bitch!.