" Yes, well, you see things like this don't normally happen here," said Duplaine. I returned my gaze to the dead blonde strung up like a Christmas tur...ey on the bondage cross in front of me. Rigor hadn't set in yet and she was still warm to the touch. She had just checked out and if you didn't know better or weren't watching carefully you could mistake her for being asleep. How one could sleep being hung up and spread open for all to see, though, would probably be a good question. The cross. It was our point of resistance. From the peak to its right, we snipers picked off those who would plant a Nazi flag over our town. The Germans found out exactly what the Ottomans did. It is impossible to assault the towers. So they bombed us. On fifteen of the peaks of Metéora, there are ruined and abandoned monasteries. A friend in the resistance brought me here to the monastery. I thought it was temporary shelter, but I have been chained to this rock for twelve years. I expect it will be ten. I was a bit nervous but made it through. We headed back to the hotel, I walked her to the door, gave her a hug and a peck on the hand and said good night.The day of the gala, I was running some errands when I get a text from Bayley saying the limo driver was picking me up 20 minutes earlier than scheduled. I replied that I’ll be ready by then. As I was picking up my tuxedo, I saw my friends when one of them asked me for her autograph, he brought up his shirt. I put into a plastic bag I had with. I went to fraternity rushes and sorority parties, played volleyball, basketball and football all the time in between classes and through that made a lot of friends.Out of all my adventures, let me tell you about Heidi. Heidi was my first Latina, she was from El Salvador, Christian, repressed as fuck and was raised by a single mother and had a few half siblings and had daddy issues. I was sitting in orientation when she came and sat right next to me and I looked at her and was taken aback but.
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