The old Indian and his mate stepped between the men frozen in their chairs. They stopped at the desk's front edge. They stared at the President with d...rk, accusing eyes.He stopped screaming and shouting. His throat burned from the strain of his shouts; his lungs ached.Are you finished, or do you wish to scream for a while longer? the old man asked. No one will come until we allow it, he said.The President stared at him, disbelieving. His eyes shifted wildly about, seeing everything but. His real name is ben, but he thinks that name makes him sound gay As i met him he had the gayest smile i had ever seen ad i asked what was wrong and he said that he had won tickets for 2 to spain and all the expenses were paid I said omg wow rotfl! Who you taking with you and he said you I looked at him with disapointment and said, i didnt know you liked that chinease girl in our physics lectures. He then said not you im taking you I said who He said i want to take you to sain I said sweet. “You said that repenting is the first thing I’ll have to do”. Depend on how, he really intended to consider this. If The Almighty is going to make his life a living hell because of his oath, then he would rather do anything possible, and within his principles, for absolution. The blood and weakness from back then were enough scare for him to not dare disregard the attention of a God, now that he knows better.“First thing I said was the most important condition. Second is much simpler ... join. I began panicking. I was mumbling. I wasn't sure what I was meaning tosay. I'm sure leather man couldn't tell either. With my ears coveredand my chin trapped and my breathing labored I must have sounded like adeaf and mute retard. "Ew, sum, muff, ful, bluh, mmmm, tfff." Lots of noises were coming outbut they were unintelligible. Then I felt tugging on my hands. Soon my left hand was curled into aball and a strap or a tie tightened around my skinny wrist. Then, myright hand was forced into.