“Opar aa randi. Phir dekh kaun kisko kya pilata hai,” mein lavda khuaate hue opar jaane laga. Budhiya ko bola, “Khane mein chicken biryani banai...o.” Opar ke kamre mein jaake.Juniors ko phone lagaya ki aaj site pe nahi aaunga. Aur unhe report draft karne ko keh diya. Chanda aayi. Dono ne saath nashta kiya. Aur phir khatiye pe usko apni bahon mein daboch ke so gaya. Uthe toh dopahar ho gayi. Chanda ki gaand pe laat maari kar bola, “Uth saali.”Woh soyi rahi. Uska muh pakad ke uske muh mein lavda. "Palestine is not a country and I'll bomb it to hell and answer to God with a glad heart. As for the other part, it's not in American hands, it was attacked by a traitorous force bent on defying General Colt and his Presidential Orders. Now will you carry out my orders before I am forced to replace you with somebody capable of doing their job for God and country?"My disgust for the Commander in Chief's disregard for the law was turning my stomach. But I decided not to throw up on the phone. I. If I had done all those things my memory was vomiting up my life was over, done, finished, kaput.Maybe it was all just a really, really, really bad dream.I must have screamed, because Mom was there in a moment, her weight pressing down the mattress, rolling me toward her. Untangling my fingers from the collar she leaned over and gathered me into her comforting embrace. "Bad dream?"I buried my face against her warmth, her sweet scent pushing back the mountain of doom threatening to crush me. I. Then shock hit me as I heard numerous voices behind the curtain.I wasn't sure how many lads were behind the curtain but I panicked and in my panic I started to try and move but obviously I tied my ankles up!A voice spoke up as they grouped my ass"Oh babe don't worry, we're going to take good care of you, aren't we boys?"I heard three more voices behind the curtain all agreeing with him.My eyes wide open with shock, my heart pounding at the thought of what I have done, one cock yes but four.