’ I apologized again and told her it wouldn’t happen again.To this she said, ‘It really didn’t bother me’ and I replied, ‘Well I’m sure ...t’s not something you want to see all the time’. The next thing she said changed everything. She said, ‘You would be suprised.’ I laughed and said, ‘Want to see it closer.’ She said, ‘Of course’. I walked over to where she was sitting and pulled my shorts down. By this time her face was bright red and I was rock hard. I pulled it out and held it in front of. Really.Now I should have just ignored that and carried on, and thought no more of it, shouldn't I?. Oh, I continued alright. Got stuck right in and shagged her silly, made her come like an express train. Her nerves were popping like porridge bubbles in a hot saucepan, and she made a phenomenal noise with her head back, screaming like a bandsaw. I suppose she thought it was great. In fact, I'm sure she did.The thing is, and you'd better keep this to yourself, I couldn't you-know-what. You do so.. In all the time, he had been here, he had never seen a suspect from that guy being beaten this severely. "What had this girl done to deserve something like this?" he thought, while he walked through the side door of the building and into the open African air.He walked up to the area where the girls would be executed. And the only thing he could think about, was that killing this girl would be a waste of time. They would better bring her to the infirmary, because if she wouldn't talk after a. He beats her inner thighs with it, then shocks her by beating her breasts. She squirms to the side, but he slaps her across the face with his hand and tells her, "Be a good bitch". He continues.He stops with her breasts after two minutes and puts down the spoon, then stands up. She watches him undress. He tosses his shirt onto the floor, then unbuckles and whips off his belt. He drops it to the floor, then removes his blue jeans and slowly pulls down his boxers to reveal the biggest, longest.