I don't know... she'll look in my face and see that something's wrong and she'll guess what it is, and then... what? Will things still be the same for...us... will we be able to go on like we did last night, like early this morning... oh, I don't know, I don't know anything, why did this have to happen, why, why, why?His sobs increased for a time as he poured out his torment, dimly aware that Cindy was talking to him, whispering words into his ear. Finally, some of the deep aching left him and he. ”***The taxi stopped in front of my and Kate’s house, and I paid the driver. Looking at the overgrown garden, I sighed and wondered how many days it would take me to get it cleared up. It had been Kate’s hobby, gardening and even though I hated her guts, I still had respect for the job she had done with it. While I stood there pondering what to do, I heard footsteps come running towards me. I turned and shielded my eyes from the sun and saw a form jogging on the sidewalk. As it came closer, I. "In camp. Feller traded them to the guards for tobacco." They let you have a knife?" The girl wrinkled her forehead trying to imagine the prison camp. Pictures and descriptions of Andersonville and some of the other camps had appeared in Harper's Weekly. The idea of spending month after month in such a place made her shudder."We flaked stones," Robert said. "You ever looked at the flint in that old rifle of your father's or Seth's collection of points, those arrow heads?" He sniffed. "It's. Seeingthe instruments I knew it was where we would have our vulva and vagina washedbefore being given deep contraception and having had it done before I knewthe men would not be gentle when they opened our vulva and pushed the nozzlesinto our vagina. For obvious reasons the young girls had smaller nozzles andit wasn't inserted deep into their vaginas but when larger ones were fittedI knew they were to be used on we women and with these nozzles being metaland harder than a mans member it was.