“Now, I want you to take a finger and get your slutty little juices all over it, okay?” I moan in response, doing as he asks, “Good girl, now ta...e that finger and work it into your ass.” I hesitate. I’ve never had anal sex besides the time when my first lover forced me at the tender age of 13. “Are you going to be a good little slut or should I leave now?” I panic and tell him I will obey, sliding it in very slowly and stretching out my tight little asshole. My body feels like it’s on fire. I. My phone rang.It was my wife. She had heard the message and called me so I would know it was working. I then set about looking at how commercials were played and found they were on three CD decks and played repeatedly. I prepared another CD that was shorter just giving people information that a message to survivors would play at the top of the hour along with a bit of other information to fill out thirty seconds. I didn't realize how long thirty seconds was until I had to talk that long. I. I had gotten a couple of letters from Angela during the time she left and the summer break. In the last letter she wrote she stated that things were pretty hectic around her house with her mother steadily getting worse and managing the house for her sister and her father and she would try and be back at school the next semester and we could try and get together then.With that last letter I started to get the feeling she must have met somebody back home and didn't want to see me anymore. So I. Jaisa ki gaon me hota hai ki andhera hone par sab sunsaan ho jate hai to uswaqt humara gaon bhi bilkul sunsaan ho chukka tha. Koi bhi insaan nazar nahi aa raha tha. Thodi der me hum apne kheto me pahuch gaye. Humari boundry me ghuste hi didi ne sabse pahle gate ko ander se lock kiya. Gate lock hone ke baad jaise hi mai chalne laga didi ne mera hath pakda or rukne ko kaha. Maine pucha kya hua didi to didi ne kuch kaha nahi or mujhe tightly gale laga liya or boli I love u bhai. Maine bhi kaha I.