"Just thought I'd tell you," I said, sticking my toe in the stirrup."Wait," he said, "I'll ride back with you." I waited and we rode back, him behind ...e, shotgun in his lap, without any more words.He looked down at his dead father when I rolled back the canvas, lifted his head, saw the redness on his forehead, cleared his throat and stood. "This here farm's mine now," he said. "mine and my brother's." How about the women?" I asked."Them too," he said, "the stupid bitches. Only good for one. I want you and you came ~ nothing else matters. You lay my jacket on the ground and I kneel in front of you as I undo your trousers. I bury my face in your boxers and smell your body, so sweet, so familiar. You run your fingers through my hair, holding my face close to your groin and I can feel the blood rushing through your veins as your cock swells against my face. You put your hands just under my arms and lay me down… You start to open the buttons on the front of my dress from the bottom. I kidnapped her. Yeah ... kidnapped her. She was 12 but looked like all the dancers and some of them were in their thirties."She's magic ... mesmerizing ... totally feminine but so ... agile ... Shit ... I was 17 ... lied my way into the Marines ... just five years older."As soon as she was off Bali she threw her arms around my neck and thanked me for saving her from an arranged marriage. Lombok is nearly as bad as Bali with their caste system, but Americans ... like all Americans ... are blind. I wanted to catch them before they tortured and killed again. The trail was easy to follow. I tracked them through the late afternoon and into deep twilight. I saw their fire and approached it carefully. They had no sentries. All nine of the men were involved in raping the three remaining girls captured from the village. I snuck up close to them looking around to be sure that there were only nine. I realized that the other villager men and I had killed more than that when they attacked.I.