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45%u201cMartha. Can you wee them off, please.%u201dMartha lifted her dress, and Carla saw she wore no knickers as she let loose and pissed all over her. The leeches fell away.Carla picked up each one and returned them to the water.%u201cAnything?%u201d Martha asked.%u201cA large snake and fish,%u201d Carla replied. %u201cOur lover isn%u2019t there but I saw that disc.%u201d%u201cGood.%u201d Martha said as she stopped weeing and put her feet over the side. She left them in for a full minute, pulled them, out and fired both barrels of the scatter gun down into the waters with the barrels close to the surface. She reloaded the gun.A few fish rose to the surface, followed by a six foot long snake. The snake was wounded but not dead. Martha said to Carla, %u201cIf I can grab it, can you cut off its head?%u201dCarla nodded and unstrapped the Bowie knife and slid it out of the holster.Martha paddled the boat closer to where the snake was floundering close to the surface. She poised herself, waiting until she could grab it in a manner to control it. The snake was huge and heavy, Carla knew. Martha grabbed it and dragged it to the side of the boat. Carla saw it was a struggle for Martha to keep hold of it. Quickly, and with skill, Carla gripped the head, closing her hand around its jaws tightly, as she sawed through its head behind its neck, twisting it to break its spine as she cut. It was dead. It took both of their strength to haul it up onto the boat.%u201cThis will keep us going for a week or more. Do you like snake?%u201d Martha said.%u201cI do if it%u2019s cooked right. Otherwise it can be a bit tough,%u201d Carla replied.Swamp Tramp