We were spending so much time beating each other up that I finally said, "You know what we need to do? We need to kill each other in a story. I'm goin... to write a parody of 'Conflicted, ' and you do one of mine."I have many more stories here than he does, so I'm not sure which one he'll choose, though I'm reasonably certain that he'll primarily target my collection of "Summer" stories.We want to let the editors and all our readers know right up front that these stories we're submitting today. Akhil is watching from distance.Kapil – ab chusna chalu kar.I start sucking him.Romit- Are you angry bitchMe – YesKapil – how about some juice?Me – yesKapil – Romit aaja (Romit comes near me and hold my head) Kapil starts peeing in small quantities and asks me to drink it. I had never drank pee in the past and didn’t even had an option to say no. Unwillingly I drank the entire pee and somehow liked it later.Romit- Kaisa laga bitchKapil – Bitch nahi lets give him a slutty nameRomit – Ankita sahi. "Let's get you in front of our mirror and you can look at your diaper and I can inspect my bottom."Lauren gently pulled Tracy up and off the bed and they went to their full-length mirror. Tracy began modeling the diaper while Lauren twisted her body so she could see Tracy's handiwork."I love the way this diaper looks on me with my expanding belly," said Tracy. "There's something about the visual of this that's right in the world. Now, I won't be afraid to go to sleep." Well you look like a. “With all due respect, officer, we brought our own weapons from Borealis, the best the homeworld could provide. We have Borealan bolt throwers, my father personally commissioned my-”Vasiliev cut her off with a wave of his hand.“You have your orders, Raz, you will familiarize yourselves with Coalition weapons platforms.”“But officer, I-”“Tell me Raz, how is the UNN supposed to provide you with ammunition and spare parts for weapons that we don’t manufacture? Unless your bolt throwers can chamber.