That meant major retribution and somehow the locals decided to get their retaliation in first. The local fort was small, under-manned and not well-def...nded. Once those soldiers had been killed, the locals were armed, and the seeds had been planted. There was no going back.The local under-governor had a body guard of strong, well-fed, slaves. Some of them had been gladiators before being recruited by the governor. They were fanatically loyal ... until they weren’t. They had seen their food. The ruffles onher white nylon blouse were crushed under the weight of the third bikerwho was stride her between her stockinged thighs, her leather mini wasbunched around her waist and her red high heels were dangling in the airas her ankles crossed over behind his back, the silver anklet gleamedagainst the dark nylon hosiery. The Predator was jealous!!! He couldn'tbelieve his reaction to the situation; she was supposed to be debased forHIS pleasure; but the bitch was loving it. He was. Nervous as I was, I barely noticed. I had never been naked in front of anyone outside my family before, and now I was going to strip off in broad daylight. Still, I told myself, it was for a good cause, and my parents had signed me up for The Program next year, so I'd have to get used to it anyway.Grant Hardcastle was waiting at the entrance to the park. He was already naked and had "War is Obscene painted on his chest." There were a few college kids that had started to take off their clothes. We had stumbled across this piece of paradise a year earlier and had booked nine days of doing next to nothing. We snorkeled, sunned our naked bodies, ate at every nice restaurant on the island, but most importantly, just enjoyed being with each other 24/7. We arrived at the house, unlocked the door and opened up the doors to that beautiful Carribean breeze that seems to bring the stress level down to just about zero. We unpacked the groceries from town and poured a couple drinks, a Capatin and.