The pain was still there, the long-held horror of seeing the bloody results of combat, but it was a dull edge to a sharper focus on the task at hand. ...e'd have time to decompress and mourn later.He kept an eye on Kieu-Linh as he worked, her face tight and soon speckled with blood. She drove through the task with purpose, but he could tell she was starting to measure the weight of what she was seeing.Some of the injuries were gruesome, insides sometimes falling out, moans and cries,. And the days after, the slaps, the kicks, the touches, the kisses, my 13th birthday when she told my friends to go home after the party, the bottle of vodka she drank as she stripped herself in front of me until I was hard enough to suck on.I had to fight my hate and my lust.As she got to the doorway, she looked back.“You can't win Zachey, you are mine.” She said as she smiled to her self.And that was when I snapped again that morning.“I AM NOT YOURS!!” I roared as I whirled around to face. Both girls were getting horny watching them and longing to go home and do something about these feelings. Jane and Tommy came back and sat down and joked about the dance move Tommy put on Jane. "That was a very erotic move you put on me Tommy, now you have to go home and have Sandy finish it with you." Jane said. They all were so shocked no one said anything for a minute then started talking as though the comment was never made. Sandy was unsure whether Ash had betrayed her and she looked at. The silk material flowed about me andits gentle pull at my thighs pressed the edge of my panties closeagainst them reminding me of their laciness whilst the occasional flushof cool air, like fingers running way up my body made me feel almostnaked. Utter bliss and so relaxing that I ceased to worry about thePest, in fact I was more bothered about wrecking the heels of my sandalson the gravel: they'd cost a me bomb. After sauntering along the towpath for a while, I came face to face with a group.