Your breasts were carved by experienced craftsmen with the most gentle of parings and were polished for more than three months using satin dusters mad... from the undergarments of Parisian whores. Your mouth, cunt and rectum were lined with the softest of red velvet, your lips were made from the whitest of vellum, your pussy was given a soft kid-leather opening, your arsehole was made from rings of chamois designed to stretch and fit snugly and the carpenters contrived a series of channels within. However, not all hope was lost, for there was a continent which took no part in this mindless slaughter of the innocent, a continent who took no side in this war and now welcomed every single person that fled from the bombs and artillery flying over their head.We now turn our heads to Damian Black, or Ian as his friends called him, friends whom he left behind, probably to their deaths. Damian and his mother Evelynn were allowed by the authorities to flee as Damien’s father was a former. They're all pretty fucking girly" Kyle responded."I know. I know. I'm just fucking with you. Don't get my sister'sknickers in a twist" Chris joked as both boys began to laugh."Ok, bit more alcohol -my dad has some he never touches downstairs -then we do it."After half a mug each of a strong tasting liqueur both boys shudderedand began to feel heavily intoxicated. Chris began to undress, removinghis t-shirt revealing his hairless, slim, slightly toned body."That reminds me" Chris started,. I went to home room and sat down thinking that this would be a good day. Everything was feeling just right. It actually stayed that way until later in the morning. I decided to check in with the school nurse, Jenny Crandall and see how her quest to get her boyfriend to loosen up sexually was coming along.I liked Jenny a lot and it was funny how we could talk about sexual things that I couldn't talk to any other woman about. She was sexy and beautiful, but she had low self esteem in this area..