" I am not your slave. I am a prisoner of war, and as such I am entitled to be treated as a soldier. NOT AS A SLAVE!. I don’t know who you think you...are, but you better think twice before you do something you will regret later when you’re sitting in an American prison. " You are my slave, Cathy. You are no longer a soldier, if you ever were. All that you knew is gone. You are simply my property under the Law to do with as I wish." Who the fuck do you think you are? You can’t own another human. I added the sugar and cr?me. I had wanted coffee to clearthe cobwebs from my head so I could think clearer about today. But Tom'sactions had already done that. I had a feeling this wouldn't be the lasttime a man tried to have his way with me. I had just taken the firstsip, when I heard footsteps. Annette walked into the room, headed towardme. I wanted to tell her what happened, to have her hold me and defendme against her husband. But I was also embarrassed and worried that Isomehow had. Les had told me to bring a blanket for when it got cold. We found some seats about five rows up and settled in, then Les said she wanted to walk around. It didn't take much convincing for me to leave my blanket on the seat and follow her.We went down to the rail that separated the seats from the field. The team was running onto the field to do their warm up exercises.One of the players looked over at us and Les shouted "Hey, Wilson, what's new?" He sort of sneered and turned away.The next guy. To maine socha kyu na aaj SPA karvayi jaye or fir maine apne friends ko fone kia or unhone mujhe ek acha sa spa bta dia. To maine apni mummy ko kuch bahana maara or fir kaha ki mai apne friend ke ghar ja raha hu padhai karne or fir mai car le kar chala gaya.Fir maine car mall mein khadi kar di or spa karvane chala gya. Mai jaise hi spa mein enter hua to vaha dekha 2-3 ladkiya thi patola bilkul or ek lagbhag 30 age ki ladki reception par baithi thi or 2 ladke bhi baithe the sofe par shayad ve.
Read MoreRelated Videos
