Ci? richiede sacrifici, anche di vite innocenti.Addio, o meglio, arrivederci, Greta.Ah, io sono il Membro 137, chiedi di me?Greta passa una notte inso...ne. Ha gi? deciso di accettare ma vuole gustarsi il suo ?non addio? ai genitori, ai conoscenti, pensando a quanto poco le importa di tutti loro; l’unico suo dispiacere: riuscir? mai a mettere nuovamente le mani su Tania? Chi lo sa? In ogni caso sparir? senza rumore?Il giorno seguente arriva all’appuntamento con uno zaino riempito di quelle poche. I parachuted into France in June 1943. My papers identified me as Jeanne Lasainte and as a nurse and midwife. I was lodged with a doctor and his wife in Normandy, far enough, it had been decided, from Metz as to render it most unlikely that I’d meet anyone I’d known there. I’d been given a crash course in nursing and midwifery but I dreaded the thought of actually having to deliver any babies. The choice of occupation gave me more freedom of movement than I might otherwise have had,. They then both grabbed the only two belts that the girl owned and then proceeded to give the anal slut a beating so severe that even I had to take pause. They snapped a few more humiliating pictures as I stood quietly watching. I never thought to be as excessive as they were, even during my initial reaction to the inciting event.They removed the burlap sack from her head, which revealed a bloody nose, a slowly blackening left eye, and a look of utter terror that I had never seen the poor anal. She’d caused the lad to erect just by sitting normally, not even trying to be seductive. She almost laughed. It was exciting as well as amusing. She felt a delicious naughtiness she hadn’t felt since her own first erotic explorations like playing “I’ll show you mine if…” and her thrilling first kisses and feels. “I bet it’s exciting when you make out with Pam.” “Yeah, real exciting, I love kissing her. She likes kissing me. Sh..She says so.” Henry stared at Kate’s legs, tearing his eyes away.