He waited anxiously until he heard the machinegrumbling louder, in a higher pitch than before, and the helmet's lightswere shining brighter, too. Litt...e needles felt like it was pricking,pinching and stabbing all over the top of his head. At least that's howit felt for him, he assumed it was some sort of electrical current. Washe getting brainwashed or something?That prickly feeling continued on for a while, slowly moving down fromhis head to the nape of his neck. But it felt different. The. “Yes,” was the quick and definite answer. “Would you like it faster?” Sarah asked. “Yes.” Sarah gave me a little nod of the head indicating that I should pick up the pace. Maggie moaned and moaned, sometimes inserting a “yes” or “fuck” between each moan."Faster?” Sarah asked after a minute or so. “Yes. Yes.” Maggie was now breathing heavy; short gasps of air, followed by “Ungh” each time she exhaled. Sarah directed me to stop. “Fuck. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop. Please.” Maggie yelled as. Two steps forward, I close the distance. Timing it just so. I step into his reach, as he grabs my arms and knee him in the groin. He releases me and lets out a high pitched squeal. I draw the two knives from my waist band and drag them across his throat with enough force to split his neck in half.I get spurted with blood, again. His body drops to the ground, dead. I can not say I feel any remorse as I was taught not to leave an enemy behind."Yuck!" I cry out as the blood hits me in the face. I. Taai Sayli la mhanalee, ‘Ase apan kiti divas karat rahanar? Kahi menbatti tar kadhi kele ghaloon samadhan karoon ghetto. Khari maja kasha yenar?’ Mala kahich kalat navhte. Kasli menbatti ani kasle kele ani kuthe ghalnar. Sayli mhanali, ‘Khare ahe. Kahi tari upay karayla pahije. Ekhada jawan marda ghathayla pahije. Tyala topi ghaloon apan maja karoo shakto. Mhanje kahi dhoka nahi’. Taai mhanali, ‘Pan kon gathnaar? Olkhicha nasla tar nantar blackmail karel ani aplya mage lagel’. Evhana doghinni.