Or was it? God, I felt as if I was losing my wits! I popped my head out from underneath the covers and looked around. Nothing. Then, I cupped my ears,...unreasonably hoping it would silence the voices. My lips ... softness touched them. Covering them with my hand didn't stop the kissing.Stop resisting and drink of joy.I quit trying to make sense of it all. The sensations ceased, and I had to admit they were not unpleasant but tender. Logic failed me here, so I resigned myself to just feel.. I looked up, and sure enough, Sara was standing in the doorway. She looked so utterly miserable I couldn't help myself. I stood up and she came over to me, tears streaming down her face, and I could do no more than put my arms around her. It was purely in sympathy and commiseration. She sobbed in my arms and I just held her. 'SHE started it. I don't say that to mitigate my actions (or lack of) it's just a statement of fact. She started to move against me, and her hands put pressure on my back,. "I could joke about this but he was telling the exact truth. Pack was like that because they couldn't escape into delusions like most people. If you shaded something to make it more comfortable you were shown just how you manipulated things for your own ends. I felt humbled to be a part of this love and did my part to nurture what we had.I said, "Killing became easier when I could see how twisted and deformed some people were. Threatening the pack made it easier still. It makes me feel sick. Uski payas ab bhuji nahi thi. Mai bola “tu meri rakhail he raand, rakhel, tujhe mai sari umar, chodta rahunga, teri chut ki mai dhajiyan uda dunga. Chud bhenchod, chud rand, chud madarchod, chuddddd chodu tujhe” or vo bolti rahi “aur zor se chodo muje aur zor se.Pel do apne laund ko meri chut meai, aur zor se hai hai i aaurr zzorr see maderchod hei hai hai ab mai aane wali hu, bhosdi ke tu b mere saath aajjjjaaaa chutt mai meri bhar de apna virya or banade mujhe aammmaaa ki chut” aur mai bhi.