"Hey Donna," one of them greated her. "Look at this. I wonder if this was a machine shop or something once. I bet this can lift hundreds of pounds."Do...na had idly glanced at the guys and their toy. Telling them if they were QUITE done they could get back to unloading the truck, she had started back towards the main area. Then her feet had slowed and she looked back. If it could lift hundreds of pounds, then it could lift a person. And that person could be lifted by a rope around her neck. Donna. Abbie attempted to straighten her dress and bra but in her post orgasmic state didn't have the energy. As we got out of the cab the driver looked at us and said ‘That was on the house tonight. No charge for you.' Then he sped off. It was a good job it was the early hours of the morning because as I helped Abbie into the house her dress was still pulled down below her tits and she had cum running down her chest. The taxi driver had really emptied a massive load. We came in through the back door. .. too many of the recreational boats needed to provision and refuel, Jeddah, Iran, held the bodies were an abomination before God. The Aqaba, Jordan, Imam said, “Go to the Jews.”Eilot took ‘em.What They did with them ... I don’t know. Most of the convoy, now that the piracy danger was passed, took the canal and spread out over the Med.The Flint waited at Port Said, Egypt. The wait was short.“You waited,” said the younger former wet lieutenant.“I thought you might want the armaments back.”“I’ll. The mix of pain and pleasure totallyblew Aaron's brains. Rockets fired in his synapses, stars spun in his occipitals. I'm gonna die! he thought. Die! His mouth, despite the uncomfortably constricting ballgag, stretched intoa wild and widening grin. "They want . . . strangulation," whispereda voice at his ear. "Strangulation," whispered the other. "At the climax." "Climax." "They paid for it." "Paid." "And we . . . ." "Always deliver, baby." Something was wrong with the words. Aaron.