I was moaning so loud. I tried to stifle my moans with my hands but the cuffs were pulling them back. So Ikept moaning and screaming out his name. He ...hen un-done the corset and threw it on the ground, the next thing I felt was his wet tongue on my body, licking me from my belly button to my breasts. He caressed my nipple with his tongue and then bit me on top of it. I let out a yelp of pain as he bit harder, digging his teeth into my flesh as though it was a piece of steak. I tried to pull him. When i went in, i saw dad in his underwear. This was unusual as i never saw dad in underwear. He was either on vest and shorts or in a t-shirt. But now he had no clothes on except underwear.He asked me to sit on the bed which i did. He took some magazines and sat beside me. He showed them to me. They were gay magazines. I was shocked that dad was showing me this.Dad are you out of your mind? Why are you showing this to me?Sathish. Do not try to fool me. I know that you are bisexual. I also know. It took several hours for the seven people who had survived relativelyunhurt to unearth Enrique from what nearly had become his tomb.By then the hazy red glow filtering through the boiling clouds in thewestern sky had dipped below the horizon.The six men and two women who had survived built a small fire to ward offthe spring chill. The preceding winter had been mild and the hills barrenof snow, but to someone used to living at sea level in that warm climate,it went beyond chill.Fragments of. "That's him," I said. "Tell me what you know." His real name is Janus Jovanovic. He was born in 1961 in Zagreb, but has lived in both Belgrade and Sarajevo before moving to Dubrovnik. He speaks most of the Yugoslav dialects quite fluently and passed himself off as a businessman. He was educated in England at Liverpool University and speaks English fluently, as you have already discovered."It seems his success as a writer of fiction is quite accidental. It's more of a profitable hobby. His real.
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