| I couldn't stand it, I couldn't believe it! How could she have given me the slip like that? She must have used trick handcuffs or some kind of sound weapon...something! Physically I felt clear again, but I felt emotionally raw, desperate, and furious. I felt like crying, giving up. What the fuck did she want with me? She had to be someone from my special forces past; someone had a big axe to grind. All those dark days, missions, orders, battles, enemies, secrets...it all roared through my head like some stampede of demon cattle breaking down a flimsy fence. "Tori," The Mistress spoke softly in my ear, "I will answer all your questions. First you want to know why? Because, I make the best movies." "FUCK YOU!" I shrieked at her. "You already did that, Tori. It was yummy too, I enjoyed it thoroughly, but that won't ever happen again." She spoke softly in Portuguese into the remote device. Within minutes the black vehicle made a dusty stop near us in the desert silence. ...
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