"Let's move in from the rear. Make sure everybody keeps close formation."Snipers maintained a careful eye on the main entrance and rear fire escape.Th...ey proceeded stealthily and swiftly across the rear lawn, pressing their backs against the brickwork and edging around the building until they arrived in front of the large double doors.Hammond and Penrose signalled their intention to enter the garage and the door creaked opened. Penrose spotted a light switch and several fluorescent strip lights. Mae looked at my hand and then grasped it. “Are you enjoying yourself?”She smiled and nodded. “I am, Len. I like being with you.”“And, I like being with you.”Our order arrived and the server set Mae’s plate before her. She picked up her fork. “You do know how to eat with a knife and fork,” I remarked.“Of course I do.” She scooped a mouthful.“I was only kidding.”“This is very good, Len.”“I like this place. The chef here does good work.”Our server then brought an ice bucket with a bottle sticking. When she was seated again another message appeared on her phone: GO TOILET AND TAKE A PHOTO OF THE AREA WHERE YOUR KNICKERS COVERED AND SEND IT TO ME. Once more she went toilet and took the photo, she had a tiny patch of short dark pubic hair cut into a landing strip. When she sent him the picture, she added the message, TAKE YOUR PANTS OFF AND SHOW ME YOURS.She watched as he disappeared. He had sent her a photo of his semi erect penis and the words, I DON’T WEAR PANTS. GO TOILET AND TAKE A. Mike went back retracing their steps just to make sure. He was more worried about the military elements coming into the National Park from the main highway when they had more time to do extensive "mopping up" operations. The looters, at least the ones in the small town, seemed to be a lazy lot just soaking up the booze, eating the food and playing with the surviving females. They were just as deadly, only a lot less effective than the trained military units.The next couple of days saw a lot of.