Opening the door was like stepping into hell. 50 yards in front of me was a raging inferno, with flames licking the tallest pipes in the pipe rack 25...feet above the ground and smoke as black as night rising ever higher in the afternoon sky. I raced from fire monitor to fire monitor, setting them up and turning them on before moving to the next. Fire trucks from the refinery showed up moments later, followed by local firefighters. We grabbed a hose and started to try and contain the blaze. . ? Since herarms were bare, I noticed that the position was putting a strain on themuscles.? The upper arm flexed andrippled as she labored to get a more comfortable position.? Other cords around her ankles, thighs, andchest bound her body to the post. Her facewas a study in agony.? Her hair wasmatted on the top of her head.? It wasdark black.? It scraggled down the backand sides of her head to her neck.? Theother guards sat in the shade fanning themselves in the heat of the CentralAmerican. 'I live about ten minutes away — come home with me and I'll make it worth your while, ' I said hoarsely, still fondling her bare breast, and she nodded.'But you'll 'ave to wear somethin' when we do it — I don't want to catch nothin', nor get pregnant!'Privately, I thought it would be a very good idea, because I didn't want to chance 'catchin' nothin' from her, either, and I nodded. 'Come on then.'She slipped her breast back into her blouse, and set off. We were given several curious glances as. ”We chatted further, Brenda and Linda anticipating likely scenarios. Brenda presented the finish-the-basement-and-furnish-a-nursery scenario, and the women dissected it, in painful detail. I excused myself, and went upstairs to consider how my plans for happy fun times had changed. Shit. It appeared that my weekend was summed up in the admonition, ‘No Nookie For You!’.I was puttering around upstairs, folding laundry and putting towels away, when there was a vigorous pounding upon the front.