I raise up from my bent over position and arch my back some more as you tug gently on my leash so that my head rises some more - I am straining agains... the leash as you insert more fingers into my arse and feel me from the inside. I can feel the tip of your cock against the entrance to my pussy. I want you to pull me back just a little more so that it will slide into me - stretching me over you. but you resist for a moment longer. My cunt is sodden and the sweet odour of arousal is overwhelming. "Of course you are. I'm being sarcastic. It's a technique we poor,inadequate individuals use to show our contempt for those who have too highan opinion of themselves. It works best when you demonstrate somecreativity - but then you've lost the capacity for that, along with all theother qualities that make life worthwhile. You want to turn every woman inthe world into a baby machine, and every man into a sex addict. Somefuture."The kuzkardesh gara grants me a charitable smile."It is a question. I found that my heart was beating faster than it should have for that time of morning before I even had any chance to get my arms and legs warmed up.The excited bugle boy was blurting out the details of what sounded like a wonderful rumor to the Negro troops gathered around the sweating horses."They came at us like devils in the mist of morning. We couldn't see a thing but those bullets and minie balls were flying all around us like bees on the warpath. Then, they ran out of ammunition and all. My anger was so all consuming that I missed the next statement and had to ask him to repeat it."Ok. But how did he get into the mansion, if he was working for the 'other side?'" I was worrying at that one niggling fact and trying to fit it into the known circumstances."Sometimes, Carl, I have to tell you what I know, then follow it up with what I think and what I suspect. This is one of those times. I think Ivan Krekonovich was working both sides of the street, and to survive the coming purge,.