The soldiers need some R&R, you know. And you're unfortunate enough to have to provide it for them. I'm deeply sorry for you. It wasn't my choice. But...war is war. And you are victims of it." You fucking shit! Fucking let us free. I don't fucking care about what your fucking soldiers want. And anyway haven't they fucking done enough?" I can't apologise enough for the violence and brutality of my men. What they did to you was inexcusable. Rape is one of the worst crimes there is. Short of murder,. .''we smoke on his balconyi was feeling good, his weed was nice and relaxing''i like it here, montreal is nice, away from my stupid family''i learn how he ran from them without letting anyone know where he wasi tried to ask him why but it seem hard for him to talk about itwe got inside and i look at him say its better I show than talk about it''i may be very wrong about you, but i cant hold it anymore''the tv light upand i saw him on screen i didnt understand because the video seemed to be. " I hope it all works out, kiddo," Crash told her quietly. "I want the best for you, you know that." Thanks."Warren and Sophie had many friends, and, because of the hectic quality of their lives lately, they didn't get to see too many of them, which is why they had the party.Warren was thrilled to see Siobhan Bates, who he hadn't seen in a while."So, how's the knee, darling?" Siobhan asked him."It's coming along. A little bit every day. So how's the love life?"Siobhan let out a dramatic sigh.. I know that I should probably just give myself some relief, but it’s just not that same. I want the build up, the feel and taste of cock in my mouth, the joy that I get with the explosion of cum deep within me. My orgasm is secondary. Always has been which might be why I don’t just let myself go often, even on my own. I need a cold shower. I pad to the bathroom, with our double shower and body jets, turn the shower towards cold and start it running. I peel off my nightie and my little pink.