She begged him to reconsider, and told him how much she really wanted what she picked. He looked pissed off and told her she had no idea about the co...t of anything and that she was a spoiled brat. She got pissed off at him and called him a cheap old bastard. I decided to give them some space and excused myself so they could discuss their issues in private. I headed for the break room for a coffee. I returned a few minutes later to hear him tell her "If you want these appliances so bad you. She was a lot like Emily in that way, able to resist pressure from anyone, and willing to argue her side of an issue well past the point of reasonableness.She managed to overcome all these uncooperative traits, by simply overwhelming everyone with her competence and helpfulness in every area where she wasn't busy already, drawing one of her invisible lines to protect herself.As an example, she and Emily were constantly arguing over virtually everything. Even while they argued over something. His crosshairs settled on a man hiding behind a rock. The soldier’s body slumped, lifeless. The next to draw the marksman’s attention was the soldier hiding behind the box by the radio. He was screaming for a medic as the supersonic crack of the bullet reverberates around the valley. A second later he was silent from a second round. By now some of the more experienced soldiers had figured out where the bullets were coming from and started to spray the hill with fire from their assault rifles.. So I unscrewed the shower head and cleansed myself with an enema, then put on the bra and panties while she carefully fondled each toy as she removed them from my bag. She was slow and methodical about dragging my humiliation out. She asked about each one as she had me show her how it works by inserting it into my ass. It felt shameful but exciting. As she continued, I knew the ease in which I took the toys inside my ass proved they were in fact really mine, but it also proved I was a sissy.