It was a preliminary discussion about our resources and how we would survive. We mourned for those who we thought were dead or dying. The first night ...e slept tight together, and the sleep was interrupted several times by mourning. When we woke it was disorienting in that there was no sun light I was accustomed to waking up to. I checked the time and it was noon hour, we'd slept 20 hours. I showed the girls the kitchenet and asked them to make some breakfast food while I checked the radios. The. One day i she used to clean the flore that time I am on the bed and watchingmovie in the TV casually i looked at her My eyes were caught at the scene i got afull view of her 36 sized boobs from the neck of her blouse she usually wares blouseand peticote which village girls ware mostly . I cant turn my eyes from the sceneher boobs are moving here and there as she was waping the flore with a wet cloth.Then she looked at me then suddenly i turned my eyes at TV . She as usually doingher work again. My dad on the other hand wasn't so sure it was the right thing to do.Hank are you sure son, are you sure you want to take on this kind of time. Your life will never be that same boy, "NEVER BE THE SAME!"Like I said earlier, the trial started at 3:00 pm. The gallery was full, 100's of wittiness. There was no way of getting free from this. I could run but they would track me down. And after I was caught, a life sentence would be a picnic compared to quick death the electric chair.My attention was. He slid in so easily, but it actually hurt, he stretched me so wide and pushed in so deep. Friday I went into town again, and he met me after he got off work. Five minutes at the library. We just talked and he made faces at me, and I giggled and guffawed. He makes me feel alive, and I feel like I need the escape lately. He’s my only escape anymore, but I still talk to other people. Last night, after telling him in a text that I wouldn’t look for anybody else while he was sleeping, I let a guy.