“Yes,” I understood alright and despite myself I could feel my pussy start to moisten. You see the other thing about me is that although I might r...sent being called one by bastards like Ian, I really was a slut. I loved sex and hated myself for liking his hand beneath my skirt, hated him too, hated my life but what can you do? “Good,” I could feel his leer, even though I wasn’t looking at him. In a sudden move he picked up my lithe body and bent me over the table. With one hand he flipped up my. "BILLY, what the hell is going on? Why are you wearing that shit? Wheredid you get it from? Are you some type of fag"?Billy started to cry.June reached first Billy and shielded him with her body from her husband."Ralph, Ralph, - you take care of Jack and I will deal with Billy."Billy was crying with convulsions now. He was almost out of control. Hewanted to die. This was the most embarrassing thing on earth that couldhave happen to him. This was a 1,000,000 times worse than what Rachel. Me baaki sab bhool gaya aur bas use hi dekhne laga.Fir thodi der baat baithne ke baad uska pati utha aur garba khelne ke liye use kaha lekin usne kaha me thak gayi hu tum khelke aao me yahi par baithi hu..To uske pati ne kaha thik hai thodi der khel ke aata hu..Fir wo chala gayaFir me use piche se dekhte raha lekin use kuch pata nahi tha.Fir aise me thodi der me ghoor ta raha fir achanak wo uthi chair thik karne ke liye aur uske earing jo usne khelne ke baad nikal kar rakhe huve the wo niche. I don't know how much help we could have been, since we only had two .50 caliber machine guns and three 60 mm mortars. You can tell from this that we were at the ass end of the supply chain. Oh, well, the weather was lovely—it only rained once every 24 hours, sometimes, non-stop.We were sitting around in our bunker shooting the shit one day when some yo-yo thought he would play a joke on us. He stuck his head through the door and yelled, "BANG! YOU'RE DEAD!" and pulled the trigger on his.