The terror in Allison's eyes began slowly to recede. She blinked, took a deep breath and sighed. Then she felt Laura's cheek pressing against her brea...ts, and her tears moistening them. She lay still for a moment, feeling her nipples hardening."We can't stay that way forever. I have to pull myself out if I were to help you," Allison said with calm voice."Ok," Laura nodded and gritted her teeth as the pain intensified."Both your legs are broken, ha! Let us see what we can do. At first, I think. Aur fir wo chali gayi.Raat hui, aur hamne khaana khaaya. Dinner ke waqt bhi Supriya kaafi udaas lag rahi thi. Isliye maine socha dinner ke baad usse baat karta hu. Fir dinner ke baad main Supriya ke room pe gaya. Wo apne room mein bed pe chaadar odhe leti hui thi. Main bhi bagal mein jaa kar let gaya aur bola-Me: Supriya aaj tumhe kya ho gaya? Tumhe to khush hona chahiye.Supriya: Bhaiya aap jao please.Me: Arre kyun?Supriya: Aap jao bas.Me: Main nahi jaa raha. Tu bol kya problem hai. After that I used to fist thebitch every time I met her and she almost seemed grateful for it,purring with pleasure as I operated her like a ventriloquist's doll.I have been asked by some guys online about whether I am into water-sports, pissing on my sissy-sluts? They have suggested that it is oneof the most dominating and humiliating things that a REAL MAN can do toa sissy. As it shows his total control and disrespect for his bitch andthat he can do anything to her he pleases.I can understand. You watch. The checks came today, first Tuesday.Come Thursday or Friday they will come. They will come.I whispered "potlatch Saturday. Count the heads on sticks."I had something to live for.The old man sat on the bench, silently weeping. War was coming.War was coming again. The People always were caught in the middle, always lost. What could they lose now? There was nothing left.I started doing katas as I walked home. I was home and these were my people. If a single one got hurt there would be.