Elle passa ses brasautour de son cou et l'embrassa sans aucune h?sitation sur la bouche.Sa maman rousp?ta, "Sam! Tu n'es pas raisonnable, le docteur a...dit dete reposer!"Mais elle ne l'?coutait plus, trop heureuse de retrouver son Chris."Chris, comment tu vas mon ch?ri?"Ayant vu le regard de sa maman, Chris indiqua ? Sam avec ses yeuxqu'elle devait se taire, mais elle lui sourit. "Elle est d?j? aucourant. Oh mon ch?ri, j'ai eu si peur pour toi!"Tout le monde vint entourer Chris. Il regarda toute. "What's wrong?" I asked; a slight quiver in my voice."Did you get that nightie from your Mum?"I looked down, it seemed OK to me, but what did I know. Just then it hitme what she said about my Mum and I started leaking tears. I put my headin my hands and the floodgates opened. I didn't want to be here. I was aboy why did they put me with these girls; why can't I be in a boy's home;why did my Mum and Dad die?"I heard some talking and a bit of shouting and then I was surrounded bypeople trying to. How long before Sandra got tired of me and did me in? Or decided to let me starve.A couple of days with only minimal torture and mostly humiliation followed and I slowly healed. When the next weekend came I was still bruised all over but most of the pain was gone. Sandra had me play fetch again, it hurt me a lot as my legs wouldn't straighten all the way any more and the weight of the manacles they had put on me made my movements sluggish.When she put me back in the cage she turned to me and. Well, I girls would like to know Amit had wear underneath, he had wear white underwear. Well, lots of description, now to point.We walked deep inside the trees. Due to some cold temperature and too much water drinking in the morning my urge for peeing had raised to great extent. As we reached far enough, I quickly ran near one tree, pulled my skirt up, hald down panty and started peeing. I was not shy of Amit, but if anybody else would have come then surely. Amit waited behind me to see no one.