It was the last one that had listened to her story, she had looked at her for several moments before she suggested she start studying her history, she...had recommended studying semitic traditions.She had done just that, it was through her studies that she began to place modern names on the locations she had dreamed off, at first it had frightened her, but eventually she started to relish making the connections. She looked over to her book, reluctantly walking over to pick it up, she lovingly. It looked like it would tear her when he slapped it next to her bloody twat. She squirmed her leg trying to keep his cock from touching her and he laughed at her aloud. Pinching her cheeks and bruising them, he whispered to her "the more she moved against him, the more bruises she would have, and that was fine with him, in fact he preferred it." Then he licked the side of her face and slammed her head into the floor several times. Her eyes started to glaze over a bit, which his smile made. She turned to the bathroom mirror and gave her hair a quick brush. Her nude boobs bounced springily. She was no more than 20, a new enlistee. Rumor had it she’d slipped through boot camp as effortlessly as a knife slicing butter, thanks to a friendship that kept her ‘tied up’ in office training, away from the rigors of the parade ground. I think there were a few girls in our unit who’d gotten special passes through boot camp, for their arms were a slim as their breasts were big, and they. Alia had informed Doug that she was taking the the k**s to an event at church. She needed him to drive Mama Bee to a senior citizens expo at the community college where he worked. Doug agreed to have her there at noon.When Doug pulled the gold 2011 Chevy Tahoe LTZ into the parking lot of the Carol Moseley Braun Auditorium of Henry Homer State Community College, he saw dozens of cars. He walked his mother inside the building. Much to his surprise, it was actually a birthday party for him. There.