.. by the rush of semen through the over-sensitive urethra. And when it came, I growled, because I was no longer making love to my sister.I was breedi...g her.It sounds worse than it really was. I didn't mean to get Phee pregnant. Not in the sense that I thought about it and made a conscious decision to act in that way. But, effectively, that's what we were doing. We were obeying nature's demand to procreate. And nature doesn't give a quirly quip if you're brother and sister or not. The. "What!" I snapped, "What's my wife got to do with anything." Everything," he chuckled.I got very angry and advanced towards him, intent on physically removing him. I got within a few feet when he held up his hand and I was stopped in my tracks."What the fuck?" I spat."I have a proposition for you," he said putting his hand down and freeing my body.Well I can tell you that I was scared and would have like nothing more than to return to bed and wake up next morning and all this would have been a. Iron-tipped); the quota of lashes is doubled to two hundred; the period of incarceration as a whore in an army jail is increased to one full year, regardless of the woman's marital status.Crime: Giving Aid To Rebel TroopsPenalty: This crime includes sheltering, feeding, healing and other forms of material assistance, as well as acts of espionage on behalf of rebel commanders. Any woman who prostitutes her body to a rebel, or who forges a romantic liaison with such a man, is considered a giver. Izzy found it all rather boring, and as he broke into yet another promise to be better, to treat her like a queen, she could not help but let a long sigh escape her lips. The longer she sat there, the less she felt ‘anything’ for Jake. She did feel something, something stirring deep inside of her, but every time she thought about it, it centered around Alex and the way he had been making her feel. Like Paul seemed to instinctively know. Jake’s groveling and patent misunderstanding of what made.