“Are we?” asked Louise. “They’ll be out on parole in a few years. No matter what they did to us. The court will let them out — if they even convict them.”
“Don’t worry, Louise,” said Captain Jackson. “We’ll see them convicted.”
“I’m not so sure.” The blonde stewardess saw the FBI agents helping out Vanessa and Darlene. Vanessa’s pussy still drooled white cum. Louise wasn’t able to see if any came from Darlene’s ass or not. She guessed it had been filled with enough for an eternity.
Then came Keegan and Remington. They were both smiling smugly. They knew they wouldn’t serve much time in jail. They’d be freed on bond soon enough anyway. And they might never be convicted.
As they passed by, Louise surged out and grabbed the FBI man’s gun. She had never used a gun before, but she had seen Remington and how he aimed his. She fired twice at Keegan and four times at Remington. The gun kept clicking as she continued pulling the trigger long after it had run out of ammo.
The FBI man snatched the gun from her and snapped, “Get an ambulance out here for those two. She’s shot them.” Turning to Louise, the man said, “I’m sorry but I have to arrest you for armed assault on two federal prisoners.”
“This one’s dead,” said the man checking over Keegan.
Louise beamed. She had hit him twice in the heart, just where she was aiming.
“This one’s even worse off,” said another FBI agent. “She blew his balls off. All four shots blew his balls off!”
Louise collapsed with relief. She had hit him exactly where she’d been aiming, too. Let them throw the book at her. She had gotten back at the men in the best way possible.
Let them do what they wanted to her; it couldn’t be as bad as she had experienced at the hands of the two hijackers!
