They have made their move. Heavy bombardment and an attack against Peshmerga positions both east and west of Kirkuk.” I grunted and nodded. They had...been surging back and forth for the last two weeks, feigning an attack and then backing down. Classic strategy, get your enemy used to your operational tactics, and then when he gets used to them, the next time you don’t back down. You move forward. “Sir, they are using chemical weapons.”I stopped and stared at the lieutenant colonel, and then. Come on in.” I opened the door wide and she passed me into the hallway, her perfume just noticeable beneath the sense of fresh air that she brought with her through the entrance.“Same place?”“Yup. Just go on through.” I said.She walked down the hall and into the studio. As she reached the door she glanced back over her shoulder with a little grin.“I’ve been waiting for this all week.” she said and her grin became wider.I followed her into the room and closed the door. I went to the stereo and. Maybe I will write one day about how she did this, but for now I will focus on my sissy development. She made me within a few months totally addicted to her. I met her really often and she took control about my sex life. I met 2-3 times a week, wrote letters to her how I felt during the sessions and she called me quite often to give me new instructions. So I turned from a curious man into a submissive slave and today I know, that I will be submissive for the rest of my life.After about six. He did not move and just stood there. I moved closer and asked him, “Hey, Are you ok?” He just stood there staring at me and started sobbing.I further moved near to him and shook him and asked: “Is everything all right?”He just said, “Tell my mom I am sorry.” He turned around and started running.My instincts kicked in. I just caught his hand and pulled him back. He fell on his back and I just grabbed him and pinned his hand to the ground.He started crying so hard. Tears started rolling down. He.