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we ever thought possible. And they're no more than thirty miles from here."
    The Viceroy shook his head, routinely leaned over to the coke bowl and took a long, noisy sniff.
    "Don't sweat it, Muss," he said. "Just continue the recon flights, and stay cool."
    Muss took note of the sketchy orders, shaking his head as he did so.
    "Problems with that, Colonel?" the Viceroy asked.
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    Muss immediately straightened up. "No, sir ... It's just that it seems we should be doing more to counter the Westerners," he told him. "They have us practically surrounded."
    The Viceroy retrieved a bottle of champagne from above his bed and quickly opened it.
    "Colonel, I'm afraid to say, you are beginning to sound like the rest of my officers," Viceroy Dick replied, taking a swig from the bottle and passing it to the young girl nearest to him. "What we are engaged in here is called
    'Tactical Defense.' Those cowboys aren't going to invade any tune soon. Even if they do have us by four-to-one, they know we'll kill their prisoners in a minute if they make a move. What do you think we have them digging those holes for? We've got plenty of time, Muss. And suffice to say that when the time comes, and the Westerners do try to attack in force, we'll be ready."
    "If you say so, sir," Muss mumbled.
    The Viceroy reached over and snuggled the cute
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    little blonde nearest him, his hand roughly fondling her budding breasts.
    "But let me ask you an important question, Colonel," he said as he continued to rub the young girl's body. "When will your men be finished rebuilding the bridges?"
    Muss closed his eyes in thought, then answered. "Two of the spans can carry traffic right now," he said. "Three more will be open within the week. The further two, maybe two or three weeks from now."
    The Viceroy thought this over and took another long sniff of cocaine.
    "All right, Colonel," he said. "Here are some further orders:
    "First, take all your workers on the sixth and seventh bridges and put them to work on bridges three, four and five. By your calculations, will this mean those bridges will be open in a matter of days?"
    "Possibly," Muss answered.
    "Very good," the Viceroy said. "Remember, in a tactical defense, efficiency is the key . . ."
    Muss shrugged. He even imagined that he was beginning to get the Viceroy's drift. . .
    "Now, Colonel," he said as the bottle of champagne made its way back to him.
    "Sit down and relax and enjoy the oil wrestling."
    Muss did as he was told. Viceroy Dick clapped his hands once and instantly four more young girls were led in by a squad of tough-looking women guards.
    "They're all dykes," the Viceroy leaned over and 48
    whispered to Muss, pointing to the women guards. "I find they prime the ladies for me . . ."
    A bucket of oil-scented cooking oil-was brought in.
    "Colonel, you can have the first honors," the Viceroy said.
    Muss wasn't quite sure what the man wanted him to do.
    "You're supposed to rub the first one down, Colonel," the Viceroy told him, realizing the man's plight.
    The bucket was brought up to Muss as was the" first young girl. Like the other three girls, she was dressed in a tuxedo-negligee combination, all-black, wearing a low-cut silk blouse, with black stockings and short black boots.
    Muss noticed that each girl, like the naked ones frolicking on the Viceroy's huge bed, was blond, either natural or dyed, and wearing her hair in the same long, shaggy cut.
    The girl who stood before him was a beauty. Muss swallowed and hoped, for his own soul, that the girl was at least seventeen. But he knew that was unlikely
    . . .
    "OK, Colonel," Viceroy Dick said. "Take her clothes off."
    Muss hesitated at first. But unwilling to balk at the order, he started to undo the buttons on the girl's tuxedo jacket.
    "For Christ's sake, Colonel," the leader laughed as he saw the man's timid approach. "Well be here all night . . ."
    The Viceroy signaled for two of the women
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    guards to step forward and help Muss, a duty which they