I'm sure he felt better for having the chance to graze. I left him at it and went to find Cowta.We needed one hell of a lot more hobbles than I had an... the only way to get them was to teach someone how to braid some for us. I already knew that they had some type of plaiting they did, because I'd seen a few simple things made that way. I didn't know who did the braiding though and I figured Cowta would.The answer was what I'd halfway expected. Since his accident Cowta had been in the root hog or. The sergeant fumbled with the buttons on his own fly, but finally got it open and fished out his hard, fat cock. He began stroking it fast, but after a couple of minutes let go of it and began undoing the private’s belt and unbuttoning the top button of his pants. He pushed his pants down and slid his hand up under the leg of his boxers, grabbing the private’s balls.Again he interrupted his movements and started unbuttoning the private’s shirt. As he had done with his hand and the private’s. He walked over to my bed and got right in my face. "Do you think I'm somekind of Faggot,BOY?" I was dumbfounded, couldn't speak. He grabbed my hard dick andsaid, "You think Idon't notice this boner BOY?" "Um, ah, well" was all I could stammer. "Fags like you just wantthis" and he drove my head into his crotch. He slapped my face and said"BOY you will report tome tonight at the Pike house, at 2100 hours!" "If you don't show, I'll bepissed and have to dragyour ass over there." "You had. Me auntychi panty hatat ghevun pahili kiti mothi panty, nakalat pantycha vas ghetla, auntychya pucchicha madak vas pantila yet hota, maza lavda lagech pant madhye tath zala. Mi panty punha thevun dili v auntyla towel nevun dila. Auntyne batharoom cha darwaja ardhavat ughadun towel ghetala tarihi mala tiche 38 size che ball disle tine patkan darwaja band kela.Mi sofyawar jaun baslo, mazya manatil saitan jaga zala hota, kahihi karun hila zavaychach asa vichar manat yevun gela. Kahi velane aunty.