She certainly seemed rough and tough enough to be a survivor but females in the middle of wars never had a certainty of good treatment when desperate ...en are looking for a respite from the horrors of war.I knew she appreciated my concern but she didn't make a big deal out of it and I was relieved because I didn't want any entanglements in a time period where I didn't belong.We made our way south rapidly because there were pockets of Confederate resistance behind the Union lines in every. I didn’t know seeing your sister would make you angry,” he said.“It’s not SEEING her, it’s NOT seeing her!” I bristled. “WHERE! IS! SHE!!!”“At home, I imagine. It’s a projection. A variation on Pepper’s ghost. As long as the windows are closed, the car can generate moving images of drivers.”“Agent 327 currently has a heartbeat of 162. His maximum is 178. Reginald, please enter the vehicle. I will attempt to lower your heart rate by...”“MAKE IT STOP!”“ ... playing relaxing music and applying. The next day morning I got up & things were pretty usual with my sister, as she didn’t show any anger or agony in her face. She gave me a coffee and we both sat in the hall sipping our coffee watching TV and every now and then my eyes would go to look at her. The very sight of her sitting relaxed in the same dress that I half stripped took me to wild fantasies as I was still cherishing what happened last night.I really still don’t know if she was cool as everything happened in her sleep or if. She hung her head in shame at her position, grateful for the hood which spared her having to look in the eye any of his friends. She knew all too well how much they could see of her; her cunt and ass on display like a dog in heat, ready for whatever they chose to do to her. Of course, she knew that he would never allow anyone to seriously harm her, but she also knew how it affected him to see her screaming in pain, welted and bruised. She briefly wondered if he might allow the other men to beat.