HE WANTED TO FUCK ME BUT I FUCKING DECLINED!’ I slapped Greg and marched out of the tent. I carried on walking without stopping. I left the compound... of base camp. The last guard who was kneeling in the thick forest said. ‘Sorry Miss but I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to go.’ I turned round still angry and said ‘I am the Lieutenant Colonel’s daughter I will do what I like.’ I turned and carried on walking. I walked for at least an hour when I finally stopped and looked where I was. I. Unti- tumhe aisa kyu lagta hai? Me-nahi app thori thori chikh rahi thi isiliye Unti-are budhu wo to mujhe maza aa raha hai isile muh se awaj nikal rahi hai. Acha ye batao tumhe acha kyu lag raha hai? Me- nahi matlab apki narm badan ko sukar acha lag raha hai. Unti- oh! To tumhe mujhe sukar acha lagta hai! Kya tumhe mera badan passand hai? Me- ha unti. Itne me aunti pani chor di thi. Me dabate hi raha. Karib adha ghonta dabate raha mujhse aur der saha nahi ja raha tha aur me himmat se aunti ko. Samantha has her pistol out and trained just a second before Spencer does. Nash on the other hand doesn’t budge from his position. “You!” Spencer says trying his best not to yell out.“Don’t shoot her,” Nash says calmly.“And why the fuck not,” Samantha asks, taking her eyes off the Goji to look in Nash’s direction.“Because she’s our contact and it would be very unbeneficial for us if she were dead,” he explains.“Yes, it would be a shame and funny at the same time,” Natalya replies, using a. To her family she was known as Barbara Anne. To her friends she was known as Barb. To a select group she would come to be known as Babbs. At the local dress store which specialized in pageant wear, she was a salesgirl and consultant. She had an eye for fashion and had been in a pageants as a young girl. Though never a top winner, her good looks and outgoing personality had always been popular with the judges. The pageants were a southern tradition that all girls looked forward to. The most.