The Raid

Laura deals with the drug dealers

The warm rain was coming down on the jungle in sheets. The combined force of U.S. DEA 
agents and Colombian police were doing their best to stay dry. They were all wearing ponchos 
and camouflage tents had been pitched under the trees. This was an assault force that had been 
carefully selected to avoid informers who were on the drug dealer's payroll. Bob Nelson 
commanded the U.S. forces and Orlando Jorge the Colombian contingent. They were deep in the 
jungle three miles from the compound of Manuel Sinfuentes, the current cartel leader in 
Colombia. Their undercover agents had informed them that Sinfuentes was at the compound as 
was his chief American ally, Linc Kelly. The strike force was scheduled to meet with the 
undercover agent who was staying at the compound. The agent would slip away to brief the force 
and to show them how to get into the compound. They knew very little about the undercover 
agent except that it was a woman. The two leaders sat in a tent and discussed the situation while 
they waited the arrival of the agent. "How did she manage to get accepted so quickly?" Orlando 
wanted to know. "It really worked out well." Nelson explained. "Sinfuentes has always had a 
thing for athletic women. He was always seen with a highly ranked tennis player for quite a 
while, then he had a six foot two basketball player from Brazil. He has had female soccer players, 
volleyball players and bodybuilders. His men are always hanging around gyms and playing fields 
looking for prospects for him. That is funny, because even though he prefers physically strong 
women, he is, as you know, basically a fat slob. We had a woman who was a perfect candidate. 
She is very attractive but very muscular. We had her start working out in one of the gyms that his 
guys hung around scouting for women for him. With her looks and muscles it was only a matter 
of time until they approached her. She played hard to get for a while to make it convincing. 
Eventually she gave in and met with him. She is a very charming and captivating woman when 
she wants to be. She slowly won his confidence. Now she is always with him. For a while he had 
her under constant surveillance, but now she comes and goes as she pleases.  She let us know 
about Sinfuentes and Linc Kelly both being here tonight. You know the rest. She should be here 
soon." The two men sat waiting in silence, sipping coffee from a large thermos they had brought. 

At eight o'clock one of the sentries was seen escorting a solitary figure through the makeshift 
camp. They stopped in front of the tent Nelson and Jorge were sharing and the sentry left. "Come 
one in", Nelson said. The visitor stepped into the tent. A long poncho covered the visitor from 
head to almost the ankles. The hood was pulled down so that the face was not plainly visible. 
"That coffee smells good. Got any more?". The words came in a low, musical, unmistakably 
feminine voice. As Nelson poured coffee, the visitor pushed back the hood of the poncho. The 
two men were now staring at a startlingly beautiful woman. Dark, thick hair, now somewhat 
slicked down from the rain, surrounded a face that most models would envy. Lively green eyes 
stared back at them. A small smile crossed her face  pulling back her full lips showing gleaming 
white teeth. She was not tall, only about five-five or so but she filled out the poncho admirably. 
"Are we going to stand here staring at each other all night Bob, or are you going to introduce me 
to your friend here?". Again that low voice. Nelson quickly made the introductions. "Laura, this 
is Orlando Jorge of the Colombian police. Orlando this is Laura, the undercover agent I told you 
about." Laura extended her hand. Orlando noticed it was bigger than he would expect from a 
woman her size. As he grasped it he could tell the tremendous strength in the body that the 
poncho hid from her strong handshake. The bare forearm that he could see was corded with 
muscle, and the veins crisscrossing it like so many rivers were clearly visible. Laura flashed a 
smile that caused his heart to skip a beat, then released his hand. Orlando realized that he was 
gawking, but he really didn't care. Laura crossed the small tent and sat down in a camp chair. 
"Got a map?" she asked. Nelson produced one and she quickly outlined the route into the 
compound marking the sentry posts and the electronic surveillance equipment. "We have dinner 
at nine. After that there is usually a few hours of fun and games. About two o'clock in the 
morning everyone goes to bed. If you come in at three, I'll try to have the electronic equipment 
turned off. That will just leave the sentries you have to take out. I will have the door on the 
southeast corner open at three. Are there any questions.?" Laura concluded. The two men looked 
at each other. "No questions." Nelson said. "We'll be there at three."  Laura stood up and shook 
hands with them. "I'd better get back before they miss me" she said. With that she stepped out of 
the tent and disappeared into the jungle. 

As she made her way through the jungle back to the compound, Laura's thoughts turned to how 
she had come to be in this situation. She had always been an athletic girl, excelling in sports from 
a very early age. She was a star player in volleyball and softball, but it was individual sports that 
she enjoyed the most. She had studied karate from the age of six. She had been a very adept 
pupil. 

Soon she was winning age group and weight group competitions. By age twelve she had attained 
her black belt. She continued to win contests. As she got older she added weight training to her 
regimen. She became stronger and her muscles began to develop. The more intensity she added 
to her training, the better her muscles responded. In high school she discovered she had an ear for 
languages. During her karate training she had begun to learn Japanese. As she expanded her 
training to include some of the Chinese forms of martial arts, she had learned a few Chinese 
dialects also. In school she took French and Spanish.  By the time she started to college she had 
decided to major in romance languages. She continued to study martial arts, and found time to 
play on the softball team somehow. She added boxing and kickboxing to her arsenal of fighting 
arts.  It was through the softball team that she continued her weight training. The team was 
required to lift twice per week. She found that she continued to love it, and her body responded 
by developing ever further. She applied for, and was accepted to, graduate school. By the time 
she graduated  the result of the years of lifting weights was evident. Her arms were packed with 
muscle. Her biceps looked like they had been inflated with a bicycle pump. The would easily go 
eighteen inches. her shoulders were wide and powerful. Her legs were laden with muscle. The 
indentation and separation of her abdominal muscles were clearly visible. All this was combined 
with a face that was beautiful by any standards, lively green eyes, and long thick dark hair. She 
was the complete package. She got a job working at the United Nations as a translator and 
interpreter. Her life seemed to be going exactly the way she had planned it. She continued to 
study martial arts, boxing, and kickboxing and continued to enter competitions. Then the 
government agencies discovered her. Both the CIA and DEA wanted to recruit her. Her language 
qualifications and her physical prowess made her an ideal candidate for both organizations. In the 
end it was her feeling about the growing drug problem that caused her to pick the DEA. She 
became an undercover agent and had immediate success. She became especially successful in 
extracting information from captured dealers who usually would not talk at all. She would take 
the dealer away to a safe house, just the two of them, and when she came back, Laura always had 
the information. The dealers unfortunately were in pretty bad shape after these sessions, with 
several of them requiring hospitalization. "They don't play by the rules so neither will I" Laura 
explained her position. Her methods had been considered primitive by the experts. They used 
sophisticated interrogation techniques including drugs to extract information. Laura still thought 
that pain and fear were most effective. She knew that simply beating the dealers would not obtain 
the results she wanted. Her technique became isolating the belly of her victim to begin the 
session and hammering it with her fists until they were in unbearable pain. All the time she 
smashed their bodies she described in detail what she intended to do to them, especially their face 
when she switched targets. Between the agony in their body and the fear of what she would do to 
their face, they began to waver. When Laura smashed her hard fists into their face for the first 
time, they tried to give in, but she wouldn't let them. After a few brutal punches to their face, 
usually breaking noses or knocking out teeth, she allowed them to talk. By this time they would 
have given up their own mother.  While her method may be primitive, her results were 
outstanding.  


Laura had taken a vacation a short while ago to help her brother and his fiancee' with a problem 
they had, and this was her first assignment since she had gotten back. She had gotten all the way 
to her junior year in college without having any kind of fight outside her martial arts 
competitions. One night during her junior year she had been running around the campus. 
Suddenly as she passed a wooded area three men leaped out at her. Without hesitation Laura put 
her training to work. A snap kick dropped the first man. A wheel kick put the second on the 
ground. The one who was farther away was just standing there. "If I were you, I would get out of 
here while you still can." Laura said to him.  He was also the largest of the three. "Bitch, I am 
going to kick your ass and then fuck your brains out!" He growled at her. He put up his fists and 
advanced on Laura. She shrugged, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance to leave."  At first she 
just avoided his swings moving around making him miss. She heard his companions beginning to 
stir, so she knew she had to get this over with. He swung again with his right. Laura stepped 
inside it as she blocked with her left arm. Her right fist blasted into his belly. He certainly was 
not expecting this from a girl. Her fist sunk deep in his gut. Her left fist came up to meet his chin 
snapping his head back. A final smash to his jaw with her right and he was out like a light. As 
Laura prepared to leave the man she had snap kicked had gotten as far as his knees. "Here, let me 
help you." She said to him. She helped him to his feet then drove her right knee into his testicles. 
The thug was in indescribable pain. He grabbed his balls with both hands as he stated to fall to 
the ground. Laura caught him by the hair and held him in place. "I hope you punks have learned 
your lesson." She said to him as she wound up with her right fist.  Laura released her hold on 
him. She brought her fist straight up in a vicious uppercut that slammed under the point of his 
chin like a runaway train. His head snapped back so far from the impact it touched his back. He 
sailed backward and landed with a thud. Laura surveyed the three unconscious punks for a 
moment, then resumed her run. She had remained remarkably calm through the entire encounter. 
That was the only fight she had ever had, until she began working with the DEA. After that it 
was a different story. Her reputation spread as a brutal fighter who never carried a weapon. Her 
legs, feet, and fists were the only weapons her powerful body needed.  In addition to her 
interrogations, most of the drug dealers she arrested needed a lot of medical attention. Their 
battered faces and bodies were never the same after Laura finished with them. Now she had a 
chance to catch the biggest fish in the pond. Manuel Sinfuentes and Linc Kelly controlled a large 
portion of the drug traffic from Colombia into the United States, with Sinfuentes handling the 
growing and bringing it into the country, and Kelly handling the distribution. If these two could 
be taken out, the supply of illicit drugs pouring through their pipeline to the U.S. would dry up. 
Laura came to the edge of the jungle leading to the compound. She slipped by the sentries and 
entered unseen back to the main house. She had not been missed.

Laura made her way back to her room and dressed for dinner. She selected a simple black 
cocktail dress. It's length was three inches above her knees and showed off her legs 
magnificently. It was sleeveless, exposing her powerful arms and shoulders. It was tight at the 
waist, outlining her rippling abdominal muscles when she moved. She knew this look would 
have Manuel following her around like a puppy.  He went ga-ga every time he saw her 
tremendously muscular body. As she put on her makeup and brushed her hair, the muscles in her 
arms looked like they might rip right through her skin. "That ought to keep his mind occupied," 
she said to herself as she watched the play of those muscles in the mirror. "He will be drooling all 
over me tonight". A quick glance at her watch told her it was time to go down for dinner. The 
before dinner cocktail hour was in full swing when she arrived in the living room. All eyes 
turned to her as she entered the room. Sinfuentes rushed to her side. "I wondered where you 
were. I was looking for you earlier. You look absolutely stunning, tonight."

Laura replied, "I took a walk. You know that I like to walk in the rain. Would you get me a glass 
of wine?"  Sinfuentes motioned to one of the attendants and a glass of white wine magically 
appeared for Laura. She was getting a lot of attention from Linc Kelly also. That did not make his 
girlfriend Jerri, very happy. She kept glaring at Laura. She was a tall redhead, standing five feet 
nine inches, and weighing a good one hundred forty five pounds. She obviously resented all the 
attention Laura was receiving. As they went in to dinner both men hung all over Laura, leaving 
Jerri to come in by herself. All through dinner, Laura was the center of attention. The meal was 
excellent, sea bass specially prepared by Sinfuentes' staff. As the staff cleared the table, after 
dinner drinks were served. Manuel and Linc stepped into the study to discuss business for a few 
minutes leaving Laura and Jerri alone in the living room. Jerri glared at Laura. "Keep away from 
Linc, he is mine!" Jerri scowled at Laura. "I have no interest in Linc at all, I can assure you. 
Manny in my man. Linc was just flirting. Don't let it worry you." Laura tried to put her at ease. 
The last thing she needed was a jealous woman making waves. "I know he is yours. Relax, let me 
get you another drink." Laura said. Jerri gulped down her drink and signaled for another. Laura 
tried to make conversation with her while keeping an eye on the study where Manny and Linc 
were discussing their next deal. Laura knew that Jerri had no idea what was going on. All she 
knew was that these men were wealthy, and lived life in a very high style. Laura hoped she could 
keep Jerri out of it when the raid started. She was a very likable kid. At about eleven thirty they 
finally finished and came out. Sinfuentes took her hand and led her up the stairs to the master 
bedroom. Laura had been sleeping with him for over a month. She had developed the ability to 
allow her body to go wild in the bed while numbing her mind to the point that she could ignore 
what was happening while seeming to enjoy it immensely. Sinfuentes had developed a routine by 
now. He would disrobe and sit on the bed. Laura would then to a muscle strip tease for him, then 
they would go to bed. Sinfuentes was a disgusting looking sight to Laura. He was short, only an 
inch taller than her, and grossly fat, with his corpulent belly hanging down, nearly hiding his 
small penis. Tonight as he went through his routine, Laura absent mindedly rubbed her left hand 
over her clenched right fist, feeling the big, hard, knuckles there. She could envision that fist 
slamming deep into Manny's fat gut, ripping through the fat into the organs behind it. She felt a 
shiver of anticipation as she thought about it. "Tonight will be a night you never forget, I promise 
you." Laura said to him. She started her act, turning on the stereo and beginning a slow, sexy 
dance. She started to strip, flexing her muscles as she did. As she reached up to let down her hair, 
her biceps swelled to unbelievable size and hardness. Sinfuentes found it hard to breathe, 
watching her. She flexed everything in order, then she moved to her legs. Her thighs bulged and 
rippled as she moved. "Those thighs must be almost thirty inches around" Sinfuentes thought. 
Laura stood on he tiptoes as she turned her back to him and her calves sprang to life rising in two 
hard balls of muscle. Then she was ready. She approached the bed this time without hesitation,  
hiding her distaste. All she was thinking about was that she was going to wear him out so that he 
would be so tired that he would sleep through anything. She sauntered over to the bed and 
climbed in. Manny was ready. Tonight Laura took control of the situation. She did things to him 
he had not even dreamed about. Her strong, athletic body got in to positions that he thought 
impossible. Laura accomplished her goal. After two and a half hours he was exhausted and 
dropped into a deep sleep. Laura waited a few minutes to make sure he was truly asleep and 
slipped out of bed and to the room  adjoining the bedroom that she used as a dressing room. She 
dressed quickly in a pair of shorts and a tank top. She donned a pair of running shoes and was 
ready. She went to her suitcase and opened a false bottom. She removed a kit containing the tools 
she needed to disable the security system. She opened the door and checked the hallway in each 
direction. Seeing no one, she headed for the stairs to go down to the room that contained the 
security system. As she neared the stairs she heard a voice behind her. "I told you to stay away 
from  Linc, and now you're sneaking out to meet him." Laura turned and faced a very angry Jerri.
"Linc snuck out a little while ago, and now you are going to meet him." Jerri continued. Laura 
answered "I'm not going to meet anybody. I couldn't sleep and I decided to take a walk. Why 
don't you go back to bed and wait for Linc. He probably will be right back." Jerri was 
unconvinced, "You just want to get rid of me so you can meet him. I saw the way you hung all 
over him at dinner tonight." "You're crazy. I'm going for my walk. Do whatever you want to do, 
then". Laura walked away. "This is what I want to do!" Jerri snarled and kicked Laura squarely in 
the butt. Laura turned and faced Jerri again. Jerri leaped at Laura reaching for her hair with both 
hands. Laura knew the last thing she needed was a loud, ongoing battle with Jerri. With Jerri's 
hands locked in her hair, Laura grasped the other woman's hands with her own. Slowly Laura 
forced Jerri's hands away from her hair by simply out-muscling her. Laura released her hands and 
said "Go back to your room before you get hurt!" Jerri answered by swinging wildly at Laura 
who easily blocked it. Jerri swung again and Laura blocked it again. An exasperated Laura said, " 
I did try to warn you."  Laura with calculated power smashed her right fist against Jerri's jaw. 
Usually she was bent on total destruction doing her best to inflict maximum possible damage by 
breaking jaws and knocking out teeth. With Jerri she just wanted to knock her out. She was 
careful not to break any bones or teeth. Even though she held back considerably the punch still 
carried plenty of power and it spun Jerri all the way around as it slammed into her jaw. Laura 
caught Jerri as she fell and carried her back to her room. She really did like the kid, and knew she 
really didn't know what Linc and Manny were up to. Laura laid the unconscious redhead on the 
bed and pulled the covers over her. To anyone looking in the room they would think she was 
sound asleep. Laura gathered her equipment and went back to the security system. 

She was in the final stage of disabling the system when she heard Linc calling her name. She had 
been concentrating so hard on what she was doing, she had not heard him approach. "What are 
you doing up this time of night?" Linc asked her. "I couldn't sleep, so I took a walk." Laura 
answered. All at once it dawned on Linc what Laura was doing. "What are you doing to the 
security system? I'm calling the guards. Linc started to raise the alarm. Laura had to stop him. 
She covered the short distance separating them with a burst of speed. As he reached for the 
alarm, she drove her knee into his ribs from behind.  Her strong leg smashed the knee into his 
ribcage with incapacitating power. Linc gasped in pain and lurched away from the alarm. Laura 
followed with a spinning back kick to his face. Linc slammed back into the wall. Laura drove her 
knee into his body again, this time in his belly.  Three times she pistoned her knee into Linc's 
belly. He slumped forward against her chest. Laura pushed him off her back against the wall. Her 
right fist crashed into his jaw with frightening force. Unlike with Jerri, she made no attempt to 
hold back and the big knuckles of her fist impacted with all the velocity she could muster. There 
was an awful cracking sound as his jaw bone broke from the impact. Linc's unconscious body 
slid slowly down the wall to a sitting position on the floor, then toppled over to lay on his side. 
Laura picked up Linc and slung him over her shoulder like a sack of flour. She carried him down 
the hall to a closet. She pulled a pair of handcuffs from her bag and cuffed Linc to the lower 
clothing rack running across the closet. Blood was running from the left side of his mouth, the 
side where Laura had broken his jaw. She took the precaution to gag him even though he was out 
cold and she could feel the grinding of the bones in that jaw as she tightened the gag. Laura 
turned out the light and closed the door. She hurried back to put the finishing touches on the 
security system. With that finished she quietly walked to the southeast door which would be the 
entry door for the strike force.

The combined strike force assembled under the trees one hundred yards from the first sentry post.
There were twenty men in all, in the force. Two men were assigned to take out the sentries. 
Wallace Alsup from the DEA force and Miguel Acevedo from the Colombian police. Acevedo 
was part Indian and an expert with bow and arrow. He carried that with him now, planning to 
utilize it to take out the sentry. As the sentry turned and moved in the direction of the hidden 
strike force, Acevedo raised the bow and released the arrow. It struck the sentry in the center of 
his chest. He looked down in shock as the arrow driven by the powerful bow sunk almost to the 
guide feathers in his chest. That was followed by the second arrow That struck him about four 
inches from the first. He was dead before he had a chance to raise the alarm. The second sentry, 
hearing the first one fall came around the corner. Alsup stepped out behind him and slit his throat 
with one stroke of his K-Bar knife. The force moved around the sentry post and to the southeast 
corner.  The remained hidden there waiting for Laura to open the door.

Right on time, the door swung open and Laura peered cautiously around. Quickly Nelson and  
Jorge  led their troops into the compound. Laura pointed out where the men were sleeping and 
pointed upstairs where Manny  Sinfuentes should. be. The strike force for once had achieved 
complete surprise, and began rounding up the outlaws. Manny heard the noise downstairs and 
immediately knew what was happening. His bodyguard who was just down the hall quickly 
joined him.  There was a getaway exit he had built for just such an occasion as this. No one knew 
about it. No one that is but Laura. He had shown it to her one night after frantic lovemaking, 
when she had asked him what happened if they were ever raided. He proudly pointed out his 
"secret" escape route. Laura knew that is where he would be headed and rushed to cut him off 
before he escaped. As Manny and the bodyguard exited the stairs and opened the door they 
entered a small room. That room opened to a helicopter pad, where the 'copter was waiting. Then 
they noticed Laura standing on the other side of the room in front of the door that opened to the 
helicopter pad.  "Hello, Manny, I wondered when you would get here. I've been waiting for you. 
You are under arrest." Manny looked at his bodyguard, and said "Kill the traitorous bitch." The 
bodyguard, was a big man six-three and two hundred and fifty pounds. He looked at Laura and 
said, "OK muscle babe, let's see what you got"!

They circled each other cautiously. He outweighed Laura by over eighty pounds. he sprang at 
her, but her quickness let her avoid him. As he went by Laura drove her foot into his kidney area. 
The big man reacted to the pain. Laura snapped her other foot to his knee. It made a loud crack as 
it broke and his scream filled the room. She made quick work of him after that. Numerous strikes 
and kicks left him limping helplessly around the room. "I have used eight different styles of 
martial arts on you. Now I'm going to finish you off my way".  As she finished speaking she 
drove her big right fist straight into his battered face which already showed the marks of her feet, 
knees, and elbows. He staggered back to the wall. Laura moved in. Her fists slammed into him so 
fast they were a blur. After about ten, hard, powerful punches she stepped back and let his body 
fall to the floor. Manny had been watching in amazement. He could not believe that this woman 
could take out the huge bodyguard. He could hear the sounds above of the strike force rounding 
up his men. "It is over Manny. All that is left is for you to tell me who your other contacts are 
here and in the U.S."  Laura started to move toward him. "Fuck you, whore." Manny shouted. He 
grabbed a machete that was by the door and charged Laura. She leaped straight up in the air and 
snapped a kick with her right foot into his face. Manny's forward progress was halted and he 
staggered. Laura grasped the hand holding the machete and slammed it into the wall. Three times 
she did this and finally he released the grip on the machete and it clattered to the floor. Laura 
kept her hold on his arm and snapped it down over her huge thigh, breaking it like a matchstick. 
Laura grabbed his ears and pulled his head down to meet her rising knee. Her knee blasted into 
his nose, breaking it and sending blood spewing everywhere. A wheel kick to the side of his head 
sent him banging into the wall. Manny was in severe pain, from his arm, his nose and his head. 
What little fight there had been was over, now the interrogation, therefore the punishment, of 
Manuel Sinfuentes was about to begin. Laura pulled him to his feet. "You notice I haven't 
touched that big fat belly yet. I have something very special in mind for that. I am going to tear it 
apart with my fists until you tell me what I want to know. I have been aching to do that for 
weeks.  Look at this fist, Manny." She held her big, hard fist up in his face. "It is worse than 
being hit with a crowbar. Feel it." She rubbed her fist lightly across his face. " Do you have any 
idea what it will do to that ugly fat gut?  You will beg me to let you talk, but I won't. Turning 
your guts to mush is too much fun.  Your only chance to avoid all of that agony is to talk right 
now. Before I start I will give you one last chance to tell me who are these contacts?" Manny 
glared at her. "Fuck you, bitch" Manny answered. "I was hoping you would feel like that. I have 
been wanting to do this ever since I met you. After having to have sex with a scumbag like you, I 
would dream about driving these fists into your soft, fat belly. After I have destroyed it,  I'll start 
on your ugly face. That nose is just a start. Your jaw will be broken, your eyes blackened and 
shut, and your teeth busted out. To save yourself all of this pain and suffering you had better talk 
now.  If you won't answer me, you had better prepare yourself for the worst beating of your life." 
 Sinfuentes spat at her. Laura pulled back her arm and blasted her fist deep in his fat gut. Manny's 
mouth opened as air rushed out, and his eyes grew big as saucers. Again, Laura ripped her big 
fist straight into Manny's fat belly. He could taste the bile in his throat. He wanted to collapse to 
the floor, but Laura's strong arm was holding him up. Laura paused for a moment. "We'll hold up 
for a minute to let you catch your breath. Now tell me who are the people we are looking for?" 
Manny shook his head no. Laura's right fist thundered into his belly again. Before he could react 
to the blow, she slammed another vicious blast sinking her fist up to the wrist. A third murderous 
smash plunged her fist so deep in his stomach that her right shoulder was touching his chest, he 
was like a whale and her fist that sunk in up to her forearm was the harpoon driven deep in the 
blubber. Manny couldn't help himself. He emptied the contents of his stomach all over the floor. 
His pain was overwhelming. He had started to cry. Blood was now running out of his mouth.  
Laura paused. She gently wiped the tears away from his face. "There, There, Manny, I know that 
hurts. If you tell me what I want to know, I will make the pain go away. I'll knock you out and 
you will wake up in jail, but you won't have to suffer here anymore. Judging from the blood, you 
probably already have some internal injuries. Some of your organs have been bruised by my fist. 
I must tell you, I hope you don't talk, because I really want to keep this up. The feeling I get each 
time my  big fist rips into your fat, soft gut is indescribable beyond words. Its better than sex. At 
least sex with you. And it is almost time to move to your face. Please don't talk and deprive me of 
the pleasure of breaking it. But your belly needs a little more attention first. I really need to feel 
my fist sinking into it. By the way, what do you think of my muscles now? I know you really like 
them."  Laura flexed her biceps. They were so pumped up from the activity and the adrenaline 
that they were truly enormous. "Think about my fists being driven by these babies. Look at how 
big and hard they are. I have beaten tougher men than you to death. So what is it going to be?" 
Sinfuentes was struggling to breathe. He couldn't fathom that this beautiful woman who had been 
sharing his bed was capable of handling him like this. However when his eyes focused on her 
arms which he had always admired that were now pumped to enormous size he knew they along 
with those terrible, hard fists were the instruments of his destruction. He must have taken too 
long to answer because he saw her draw back that bludgeon that was her right fist again. He 
wanted desperately to beg her to stop but no words would come out of his mouth. He watched in 
terrified fascination as her fist sped toward his poor abused belly again.  He seemed to be seeing 
everything in slow motion. he could see Laura's mountainous bicep swell as it pulled her fist 
toward his stomach. He could see the striations in her shoulder, the tightening of her rippling 
stomach muscles,  and even the huge muscles in her thighs as they added power to the punch. He 
could see the big knuckles of her fist clenched into a rock hard ball.  He saw her fist make 
contact with his belly and continue inward. As the pain began to radiate outward from the 
invading fist, he felt like he had been skewered.  This was by far the hardest punch she had hit 
him with. Manny's head dropped down and his feet left the floor from the force of the punch, and 
then his body folded around Laura's fist. Laura shoved him upright once more. Manny saw her 
draw back that pain dealing fist again and frantically tried to plead with her but he was too late. 
Once again he saw her fist hurtling at his belly.  As her fist plundered his ravaged gut again,  he 
was flooded with nausea as well as searing, hot. pain. He was trying to slump to the floor, but 
Laura jerked him erect with just her powerful left arm. Manny was in agony and blood was now 
pouring from his mouth. Laura paused and said to him. "I want to thank you for not talking. That 
allowed me to pay you back for having to sleep with garbage like you. If you tell me what I want 
to know, I'll only mark up your face a little bit, and knock you out. If you do not talk, I will 
smash your face in. Take a minute and think it over." Sounds of the battle from the floors above 
floated down to them. Laura could hear the shouts of the strike force as they rounded up 
Sinfuentes' gang. She turned her attention back to Manny. "Well Manny, what is it going to be? 
Will you talk to me or will I turn your face to jelly?" Laura cocked her fist back as she spoke. 
Sinfuentes was trying to speak, but she ignored him and sent her fist crashing straight into his 
open mouth. Manny had indeed been trying to tell her that he would do anything she asked if 
only she would stop hurting him just as Laura had predicted he would.  As he saw her fist flying 
at his face, sheer terror clutched his heart. Laura's fist looked as big as a coconut as it flashed 
through his vision. He felt it smash into his mouth, and he felt his front teeth crumble as her hard 
knuckles slammed into them. He could feel that at least two of them had been knocked 
completely out and others broken. Laura was drawing back her fist again. Manny could see blood 
dripping from it, his blood.  He could see her fist start for his face again, then he couldn't see at 
all as it crashed full force in his eye. He could feel the bruised flesh start to swell and there was a 
half-moon shaped cut just outside his eye where her hard knuckles had cut the flesh as it powered 
in. As she reloaded for yet another blow her finally got her attention. "PPPlease, don't hit me 
anymore. I can't stand the pain. I'll tell you anything you want, just don't hurt me anymore." 
Laura's fist stopped inches from his nose with a punch that would have turned it into a mass of 
flattened, broken cartilage, and she dropped her fist to her side. Without a word she reached in 
her bag and produced a tape recorder. "I want the names and addresses of all your people in the 
United States. Then I want all of them in Colombia. If you tell me right now, I'll stop beating 
you." Manny began listing everyone in his organization, both in the U.S. and Colombia. When he 
was through, Laura turned off the tape recorder.  If you had done this earlier you would have 
saved yourself all of the pain you are in. When you wake up, you will be in custody. You are to 
forget you ever saw me. The only thing about me you are to remember is what I have done to you 
tonight. If you mention me to anyone at all, I will come to your jail cell and beat you far worse 
than this. Now stick out your chin and tilt your head so I can knock you out. If you don't do it, I 
will just keep beating you until you do." Manny reluctantly did as he was ordered. He knew what 
was coming but he was powerless to stop it. He leaned chin forward and tilted it up in the air. He 
closed his right eye since the left one had already been closed by Laura's fist. Laura set herself in 
front of him. She drew back her fist for one last mighty blast. She stepped into the punch getting 
everything she had into it. Her fist detonated on Sinfuentes' upturned chin with a bone shattering 
crunch. Manny's pain racked body finally could feel pain no longer as he slammed back into the 
wall and bounced off to land face down on the floor, and lay there unmoving. Laura stood there 
admiring her handiwork for a minute. She looked at her fist which had blood all over it, and two 
knuckles were cut where they had bashed Sinfuentes' teeth. Then she heard the door open, and 
saw members of the strike force descend the stairs. Nelson was in the lead. With a quick glance 
he took in the two unconscious bodies of the bodyguard and Sinfuentes. "What the hell happened 
here? He questioned. "They resisted arrest" Laura said with a smile. He said "It looks like both of 
them will need a doctor." Laura presented him with the tape that Manny had made. "This should 
break up his organization in both countries." she said. "How did the raid go?" Nelson answered. 
We found everybody except Linc Kelly. We couldn't find him anywhere." Laura gave him the 
location where he would find Linc handcuffed in the closet. "He may or may not be awake, but 
he definitely has a broken jaw." Laura said. "The girl Jerri had no idea what was going on here. 
There is no need to hold her. She is a nice kid, just mixed up with the wrong people." Nelson 
nodded, "I'll take care of it. She will not be arrested with the rest, and I will make sure she gets 
back to Miami."  He picked up his walkie-talkie and told Jorge where to find Linc Kelly. Laura 
held out her hand, the blood still staining her knuckles. "I had better get out of here." Laura said. 
Nelson took her hand in his. "Thanks, Laura another excellent job. I hope you are planning to 
take some time off" Nelson said. "Goodbye for now, Bob" Laura replied and walked out of the 
room. As she left she thought to herself, "I wonder where my next assignment will take me."  
Just after Laura had left the room Jorge opened the door and descended the stairs. On his way 
down, he spoke. "We found Linc Kelly. One whole side of his face was really swollen and 
turning black and blue and he was handcuffed and gagged. When we removed the gag. I could 
feel the bones in his jaw moving. I would guess it was broken in two places. He looked like he 
had been hit with a two by four."  He arrived at the foot of the stairs and saw the two unconscious 
bodies sprawled out in the room. "My God, what happened to them. Look at those busted up 
faces. They look terrible." Nelson replied. They ran into a hurricane. Hurricane Laura."
Jorge said, "I guess the stories I have heard about her are true. I would never have dreamed a 
woman was capable of destruction such as this." Nelson held up the tape Laura had given him. 
"She was successful again. This tape contains a list of everyone in Sinfuentes' organization and 
where to find them. Her methods may be a little primitive and violent, but she is very effective. 
Call the meat wagon to haul away these two bums and we'll get out of here." As Jorge called for 
the ambulance, Nelson took one more look at the battered, disfigured former drug kingpin and 
thought "I would have paid a lot of money to see what happened here", then walked out past the 
helicopter that Manny had been so close to using to make his getaway. The surviving members of 
the drug dealer's gang were being herded into police vans to be carried to jail. As he looked 
around there was no sign of Laura. She was speeding to the airport in the Porsche that Sinfuentes 
had given her. In an hour she would be on her way home.