It was pushed through and she screamed and thrashed weakly. It went up through her body until it emerged from her mouth bloodied. She and her brother ...ould still see each other in their pain.She would die though slowly. It was now her brother's turn to receive the fatal blow. A long rod was brought out and inserted into the pole. One of the executioners held the post steady while the other took a hammer and hit the end of the rod forcing it about a foot further than the post into his body. Both. It was the summer, and I had got myself a job as a guidance councellor at a camp and so if any ladies needed anything I would be there. Sure enough, they came.Lots and lots of pretty, sexy girls. Would I be able to control myself?One day, I was out by the lake in the woods when Jessica Davis walked up to me. "Hey, Liz, can I talk to you?" she asked. That was the name I'd given myself.I turned to her. She was tall, hot, red curly haired girl with blue eyes and beautiful round boobs that I wanted. She sat back down, keeping her legs together, giving me a glimpse of dark red pubic hair. Looking up her body, I could see slight tremors in her abs; her breasts looked like small, hard, baseballs with sharp, pointy nipples against her sports top. Her top acted as a cross between a tee shirt and sports bra, in other words, skintight and leaving little to the imagination. Her throat kept bobbing as if she couldn't stop swallowing. She took her right hand and thrust it between her legs, keeping. In my view, it should absolutely be a capital offense, death penalty all the way, to do any harm of any kind to a child. Bring on Madame Guillotine for that scum! And if I ever find one of those priests that did that stuff ... I won’t even wait for a trial. I’ll drag that sorry sonofabitch to the razor myself!” Sandeep completely backed me up on that point.“Any thoughts as to the flag of Haven, on a lighter topic?” Stephanie asked now.“I’m thinking of a red field with a golden sun, a white.