On my back you can see to wings covered in blood.The scratches look deep. I’m in shock.“Oh my God.” This is my worse nightmare. “This will lea...e some nasty scars.”“That’s the whole point of cutting.” He thinks it’s quite funny.“Why did you do this to me?” I feel tears burning in my eyes.“Because I don’t want you to forget this night and it fits you so well.” He gently rubs my cheeks. “You’re free to go now.”“So what if I go to the police, you will get in jail for that!” me and my big mouth, I. People moved in, got their orders, I carved, and people left. I kept counting. Forty steaks left. Thirty steaks left. It was seven-fifteen and things started getting interesting."This is not medium rare!" the man in front of me declared. He looked at me angrily and the other five people at his table looked down in embarrassment. Bill had told me that some people just couldn't be pleased. It looked perfectly medium rare to me and the new electronic meat thermometer that Bill had invested a ton. V pe bahut hi gandi b/f chal rahi thi jise dekh…dekh kar wo apne lund ko haath se sahlaata hua muh se siskiyan nikaal raha tha Andar ka nazaara dekh kar reema ki choot jo ki pahle se hi garam thi aur jyaada tapne lagi aur uska dimaag bhanna gaya wo jhat se utar ke bathroom me jaa kar pahle apni paseeji gayi choot se char…chara kar mootne lagi aur uske baad reema bed pe jaa kar let gayi aur apne bete aur uskje lund ke baare me sochne lagi usker baad to fir ye roz ka kaam ho gaya reema roz hi. He fired once, broke down the rifle, and put it in a bag. He was dressed in blue. His clothes were similar to, but were not a police uniform. He blended right in with other police, and left the area quickly.It took me a while, but I managed to follow him to a place on the outskirts of the city. He pulled his car into a warehouse, and transferred to a new vehicle. This time I was able to follow him up the highway. We went to a private airfield, and he got into a small plane and disappeared into.