She never deleted those pics after she sent those images to Akshata.Meanwhile on facebook, one guy was messaging us begging to give him a chance to fu...k Kriti. He was so desperate to fuck Kriti. He wanted to be a slave for Kriti. Although she didnt have that fantasy, she liked the idea when he brought it up. She liked when he used to beg. So, instead of ignoring him, she started replying and teasing him. She made him do whatever she wanted. He became literally her slave.On the other side,. I was placed on night shift so it seemed something was usually happening during my shift but at least days were normally quieter so we got better sleep than the poor devils on day shifts. As we Didn,t get much time off when we did wecwent a bit mad with chasing pussy. We could drink what we liked in our hooches and many smoked marijuana. Though I never personally smoked it I only needed to be in the hooch with hooch mates smoking to breathe it and get high. Even our NCOs turned a blind eye as. She was a lovely Latina who seemed more than happy to play hostess while Sergeant White’s other concubine Angela was happy with waitress duties. Between the two of them everyone in the Sheep Pen were well taken care of.The guys were busy at a poker table and I waved hello as I was escorted in. Happy shouts of “Hey Pappy!” made me feel welcome. I settled in behind the players as they played and joked with each other. Since Sergeant White was in charge and had military experience, he knew not to. He felt Pieter’s fear: his fear of pity, his fear of loneliness and his fear of rejection. He also felt the depth of Pieter’s love and closed his eyes, basking in its innate warmth, trembling with the realization that it was for him. ‘Pieter … ‘ ‘No, Jacob.’ Pieter fought the tears that made his throat ache. ‘You have a chance to live a life now. Take it.’ ‘You have the same chance that I do.’ The older man looked away, taking a sip of champagne. ‘Pieter!’ Jacob’s shout brought Pieter’s eyes.