For good!That was the real icing on the cake for me, what I wanted most of all. I wanted Danielle caged for the rest of her days, to never see the out...ide of a prison cell. I wanted her to spend the rest of her life rotting away behind bars. I wanted her to know the captivity that she forced upon me ... on steroids. I never wanted her to have her freedom ever again. She was a predator, a wild animal? Okay, then, put her in the fucking cage!“Of course, I want the divorce pushed through in time. Clarence had what he wanted, me helpless beneath him and his cock as deep in my butt as he could get it. Groaning, grunting, moaning was all I could do as Clarence worked my behind.Than the worst thing that could happen, happened. A mans voice angrily called out 'JUST WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU FAGGOTS DOING!!!!' I tried to raise up, Clarence slapped his right hand as hard as he could between my shoulder blades. Pushing me back down to the desk top, his left hand holding me down in the small of my. We dropped Second Platoon at Anaconda Two, and then went another four klicks up the road to set up Anaconda Three.Anaconda Three was an old farmhouse in between Route Indigo and the Al Jasri Canal, an offshoot of the Euphrates. The Al Jasri wasn’t much of a canal, but it was too deep to be able to drive across. There was a low wall around the place, and it was big enough that a Blackhawk could come in for a dust-off if needed. The only problem was that Anaconda Three was still occupied. A man. ”“Is it alright for me to be a part?”“Sure, if that’s what you want. By the way, what time is it?”“It’s only a few minutes after nine, but everyone’s been up and going since around five.”“Breakfast?”“Sioux is bringing yours when she and John join us.”“Shouldn’t we go to the kitchen table?”“I’m concerned that you’ll still be unsteady for a little while, so it was my idea to have us meet here.”“Well, you’re the doc.”Beth smiled, and replied, “Yes, and you’d better remember it.”Grant chuckled and.