One day I got a mail that reads like hi this is Arjun and I am a cross-dress lover and I like to have a cross dresser as my wife he also says that he ...as 30 years old and he owns a medical shop and living alone and to my surprise he say that he thinks he know me and he see my profile pic and ask me if I am studying in that college. I usually go to his shop for mobile recharging after that I never try to go there as I afraid of my identity as I had a good name in my college and class my sissy. It is a clear, illegal order. Greene, as a Junior Lieutenant, hasn't the authority. I believe he was suffering from 'JOC syndrome'."(Sector) "You on green?"(Castro) "Sure."(MOAC) "Castro's voice sounds distracted, like he's got too much on his mind. Did he really hear that last reminder to turn the system onto 'green' or 'test' mode? We can't answer that question."(Castro) "Firing!"(MOAC) "The system was not turned to 'green'. Castro's guns sent streams of armor piercing and explosive shells. Even though at that time I had never heard of or seen Dr. Who, my “prison” was spacious enough to house a couple of dozen young women in great comfort. I felt so safe and happy there that even at night, I returned to the trailer in my dreams, where I sleeps usually in the arms of 2 or 3 girls, with them touching me and me touching them . The first woman I fell for was “Nadine”. She was an older and taller woman: I was in first grade, and she was in third grade. She was tanned and had. Never having been deep inside a cave before I didn’t know quite what one would look like. It was simply a cave. High up the tunnel where I had fallen through was a large black hole and over on the opposite side was a lit up tunnel that had railway tracks going through it. The body moaned loudly. I looked over at it. It was in pain. Cautiously, I then moved towards it. I held one of the rags between finger and thumb and pulled at it. The dirty clothing slowly revealed its owner. I found myself.