He went to bed, very late, demoralized and without even a vague idea how he could proceed. Even that was disquieting; normally he slept naked, but he ...ound that he needed a shirt to protect his ... chest from unwanted stimulation. He feared what tomorrow would bring ... but the despised new parts of his psyche felt a cloudy anticipation, too.Steve woke at the sound of his alarm and sat up. There was no confusion about his circumstances; it had been a restless, fitful night, and from the few. An inhuman cry of anguish. It echoed in the starry sky filling the air with the gurgling pain of something. The sound did indeed come from a human. A man infact. Yes a man by the name of Louku lay in pain on the snowy earth. He was chained to a tree by shackles at his wrists and ankles. His hair was dark brown and dirty from his days in captivity. He looked strong and handsome, but bruises littered his body making his tanned skin look weak. His eyes were a shocking green color but seemed dull. She went into her house and started raising her sari and started looking into the mirror over the dressing table. She found her vagina is expanding in shape. She went into the kitchen and brought a ‘kaakarakaaya’and started penetrating it into her vagina in-and-out. Over a time of ten minutes all the white substance came out. But to her surprise she is now alright and all her feelings subsidised.This made her everyday to open the window of the old man and start looking into it only to find out. In fact, I hardly thought about it anymore, until one afternoon...It was a blisteringly hot Sunday and I was watching the latest episode of Project Runway at my desk while he exercised shirtless at his side of the room. I was deeply engrossed in the episode, staring intently at the screen when I felt a tap on my shoulder.I quickly removed my headphones and turned around to see Leon standing behind me, his body covered in sweat. He was panting heavily.“Hey man, it’s hot as fuck here. Do you mind.