"Since there are so many ofyou, there will be two people looking after you today. Besides having mywit and charm-"All the Hayfield children burst out ...n friendly laughter."Keep it down," he smiled. "We are lucky to have Mr Black with us whowill, I'm sure, keep you all in line."I leaned across to Melissa and asked, "Is he one of your regularteachers?" No. He's just someone who comes along and helps with the field trips,why?" I just wondered," I said, my thoughts beginning to solidify."What are. .oh…. Kieth continued pushing his cock inside suman’s wet puusy. Suman was enjoying the pain. She was in a trans mood. Keith started the pumping ahh.. Oh… No….. Kieth …. Fuck me… Fuck….mmm… Fuck… Your are my love.. I love you… Take me… The words continuously coming out from sumans mouth. She has completely forgot her background. Keith enjoyed fucking for nearly 20 minute.. He was like coming he asked suman … Darling were I have to leak it here only or above your belly? Suman told. ‘Kieth… Do it. ”Karajan back hands me. Fresh blood creeps from my upper right lip, where it cut against my teeth. Karajan is not satisfied. He stands, paces—addressing the room, as if it were filled with spectators, as if it were an amphitheatre, a courtroom. “What are you sorry for?" He asked, in control again. "Be specific.” And he turns to me, is still. Glaring. Smirking.He pulls out his knife. Karajan wants specifics.The thought of his hands and shoulders and his knife brings me closer.... . Every year, the ever dwindling numbers of ex-service men, filed along the Mall in a proud march, to lay wreaths of poppies at the Cenotaph and pay their respects. Each with his own story of his part in the last world war, Each holding their memories of fallen comrades, small and large victories, amusing anecdotes and tales to enthral young children, or bore the elder, young men. Not all of the war had been about blood and guts, mud, hard rations or killing the Germans and the Japanese. Some of.