“Have a seat,” he said, brightly. I did as he asked.“You’re probably wondering why I asked to speak with you,” he said.“That would be a go...d bet,” I said.“Yes, well, a couple of friends of yours put me up to it,” he said.I only had two close friends that weren’t bartenders: Sammy and Henry. I knew that Rodney and Claire would likely have described themselves as my friends, but I doubted that they’d have enlisted the services of the Salvation Army to convince me of that.“My friends?” I. ?They told us everyone was using names this year. Why? What’s yours??Sam slapped Jackie’s ass again. ?Nice try again. Take her to the cage, Tiff.??Okay, but try to keep up this time. No more kissy-kissy.?Jackie was the first capture of the day. The three scout killers turned their prisoner over to the guards and drank some water before heading out for their next victim. They captured three more scouts during the morning. A fifth one was grabbed but managed to get away. Sam decided that. Megan laughed until she saw my face."You're serious?" She whispered. I nodded and I saw her shiver. She had an odd look in her eyes. "I might want to... never mind," she finished quickly. I laughed and hugged her tight."My kinky little Megan. No one would ever guess how wild you are when no one else is around!" She turned beet red and swatted me on the arm."I'm not that kinky! We haven't done all that much really weird stuff. None of it was illegal, anyway," she protested emphatically. Time to. I freaked out, and snatching one of my hands, hit her in the chest. Lena did not expect this, as well as the next knee blow to the stomach. She let go of me and bent over, holding her hand on her stomach, backed away. ..I went at her, grabbing her throat with my hand. Lena grabbed my hand, in her eyes there was a shock. With my right hand, I planted her under the belly.Lena wheezed in pain. I hit it again, and again ..the fourth and fifth blows in the gut were strong, Lena was already bouncing.