And he had quite a lot. He was really ready for it since his underwear was sticky with pre-cum and he still oozed a lot.But something was happening. ...I noticed that the one guy who was not gay was doing his best, it seemed, to win every hand. He clearly had the most money an hour later. He also didn't ask me to do anything the others were. He was really concentrating.Sure enough, he was the final winner. He had over $300 in winnings. Which meant that half of that was mine as long as I let. It was the same tone I'd heard the night he'd asked to eat me. And the night he first touched my tits. And a few others, too, I thought.I thought, "Double shit!" but I said, "Ok."614 was one of the smaller bar-feeders, close to 616. Once it was set up and had the right diameter material in the feeder, the thing would run all day. The parts were small and one got kicked out of the machine into the basket on the door about every minute and a half... I set it up, loaded the feeder and turned it. I traveled to my Grandparents to stay one weekend, taking the bus from Stockholm. It was going to be a long tedious journey, so I came prepared, taking a small hand towel and a vibrator and sat in the rear of the bus, I was thirteen years old and felt no shame, just like Anna, we were young girls with a strong sexual needs, and I was determined to enjoy this journey.We moved off late in the evening, and as it was Winter the failing light turned to blackness by four in the evening.The bus was. The attackers are approaching my position and it's just a matter of time until they overrun ... Then the most remarkable thing happens. I hear, "Yiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyi!" Yasmeen runs up, grabs a rifle and begins to fire like a wild woman!She yells, "No one will hurt my Zarika and live!"Well this is a big change! Even though she's firing she's not doing a very good job so I command, "Yasmeen, come on hold this shirt on Zarika's wound and I will take over.We trade places then Jack runs up.