You were about to do something that would not turn out well for any of you. So you got sore feet, big deal. At least the buzzards and skunks ain’t s...ripping your carcass, which is what would have happened if you’d caught up with us. Consider it doing you a favor and saving you from yourselves.” My crew had fanned out, putting a little space between each other. Brad was by the end of the bar, his everpresent shotgun lying on the counter. The crew the kid was with were caught sitting down, and. Food became an issue again. Then one morning I woke up to the sound of water running, it was coming down the hill behind me in a torrent. I peeked out, it was pouring down rain, and it felt strangely warm. I checked my ditches, they were holding..barely. I spent the next few days huddled inside, waiting. There was no more food, there was only water. The rain seemed to last forever, then one morning it was cool out again, but the Sun was shining. I wrapped my feet in some of the last of my roll. I then went to the kitchen to prepare for dinner. I am a competent cook, although I cannot say I am particularly skilled, since I don’t practice all that much. I was going to make a standard Chinese dinner, with stir fry, sauteed greens, and rice, topped by a steamed fish. I washed and sliced meat and vegetables, placed the whole fish in the steamer, put rice in the cooker, and mixed up a couple of sauces. Louis entered the kitchen just as I was beginning to make my last course, the beef and. I swear that despite Jimmy’s yelp, I could still hear (and feel) the crunch of his testicles under her formidable weight. As Nandita had predicted, he lurched. However, as Nandita stood on his side, the contraction of his side and leg muscles did little except to rip a few threads from the carpet. Then, as Nandita rocked once more onto her toes and again back onto his balls, they finally gave way with a gulping sound as if Nandita’s foot had swallowed them. This time I know I heard them crunch.