I still was not sleeping at night and had been out walking around the holding pen. I heard the vehicles before I saw them. I had acquired a lot of thi...gs from the military besides sniper rifles. I carried a .45 Kimber, that night I also carried a set of thermal night vision glasses. What came into view were two semi trucks and two hummers.I stayed in some brush and watched them drive past. Several men wore inferared night vision goggles. I carefully followed them to the corral where they had. I was very excited about seeing them. No one was in when we got there and we went straight to us own bedroom and he pulled up a loose floorboard and lifted out some of the mags which all looked well worn and crinkled. They showed pinups of fantastic looking girls all stages of undress with gorgeous bodies mainly showing their tits but some showing glimpses of trimmed hair between their legs. Ray laid them out on the bed and I began to feel hard in my trousers and looking at Ray so was he as he. If I die, who gets my concubines?" Dale wondered."That's easy. They go to Civil Service, unless you will them to another sponsor. Confederacy law is clear about that. Now, I strongly advise you to write your wills, especially if you have male concubines or are in the heavy combat branches of the CDF. If you have any doubts as to why, I might arrange for you to witness the recycling process. It's not pretty. For the females, it's less final most of the time, but being a CS concubine is. After first checking the sliding glass door for a stick on the inside, he sprayed the track of the door with WD-40. He then used his MasterCard to pop the flimsy latch, and quietly let himself inside. On the thick pile carpeting in the apartment, he was soundless. A man’s apartment, but he had known that when he trailed his quarry from the restaurant. He looked around in the half-light, noting the decor. It was neat in the small living room, but the couch cushions were on the floor. A few DVDs.