With slow, deliberate moves, she slid her hands over his chest, feeling the fine hairs slip between her fingers. His nipples sprang to life beneath he... touch and she reached down to take one of the hard buds between her lips. He gasped as she nibbled on it gently, her warmth teasing him. With her tongue, she drew small circles around the nipple, occasionally giving it a flick and he left a soft moan escape between his lips. She left a trail of kisses across his chest as she worked her way over. Evelyn's life had hung in the balance for several days; consciousness was a fire burning in her abdomen that could only be snuffed out with yet more morphine. Eventually it was Charity, Mwanza's wife who had become concerned and paid the Army medics with Evelyn's own video camera to have her moved to the Army's own hospital. This had probably saved Evelyn's life; and, coincidentally, cost her husband's life.What he had done to Evelyn was revealed when an Army surgeon examined her. Being. They didn’t know the exact location to our house so they called from the near by place after arriving in our town. I received the call and I heard a young girl enquiring in a very mature way. I was really shocked by the maturity I heard on the phone as I was told by my mom that my aunt’s daughter was in college. I went to pick them from the place from were they called. After getting there I met my aunt and her daughter, my uncle couldn’t come due to some work. I was a bit disappointed after. Swiveling around on the bench, she watched him curiously. ‘Is there anything I can do? I won’t wash dirty socks, but if I can help in any other way, I would be happy to lend a hand. I’ve never been very good at sitting still for long. Feels like such a waste of time.’ Blowing out a breath, she moved, going to the sink to rinse out her cup. ‘I’ll be right back…nature calls.’ Stepping away, she slipped into the bathroom to relieve herself and while she was there, washed her hands and face,.