”Footsteps and he came into my view. A small man, grey-haired whose glasses sat on the bridge of his hooked nose. He wore green scrubs, wrinkled and...untidy, and he looked at me indifferently before he crossed over to his laptop and started typing.“Did you give her a name?” I wanted to protest. I had a name. Why should he give me a name? But his answer startled me. “Les.” That was short for my name, Lesley. Of course, he knew. A wave of gratitude swept over me, made my legs tremble again.The. “Take me to the bedroom and threw me to the bed, Qamaar”He smiled, took me in his hands, took me to the bedroom and threw me to the bed. He jumped on me again and started off violently.He turned me around, lifted my right leg upwards so that the leg is bent and my upper part is slightly elevated from the mattress. Then he pulled my arms backward, bending them and elevating my upper body, sat on my ass with his legs on the sides of my hip, bent down, took hold of my boobs with each of his hands. I watched from a good distance away. They had searched a bit for a camping spot and finally found a place well off the trail to assemble the tent.One had long blonde hair and the other was a black girl with her hair cropped short.I got the black girl when she went out to pee. Squatting there in the soft leaves with a stream of urine splashing onto the ground she never heard me approaching. The blackjack across the back of her head took her out immediately. I stood over her for a moment,. She proceeded to slice theunderside of what was left of his manhood. Then, carefully picking awayat the surrounding tissue, she extracted his urethra from within. Shequickly sliced off the remaining tissue with one quick circular motion.Again blood flowed freely, and now only a slim bloody tube remained ofwhat had been his penis. And again Nurse Debra was there dabbing, andslapping more goo across the area. "Alright then, the time has come."With that, she began pulling the suit up the.