Sab kuch waise hi chhod kar mai niche gaya aur didi ke samne ek ghut pite hue use limca thama di.Usne ‘oh eno,so sweet of u,badi bottle lani thi’ ...ahte hue apni adat ke anusar 400 ml ghata ghat pee liya.Bad me usey thoda ajeeb sa taste mahsus hua,usne pehle kisi party me vodka ka peg pee rakha tha aur usey thodi hi der me sab kuch samajh me aa gaya.Woh hichki lete hue palang pe baith gai aur rone lagi.mai pas jake peeth sahlate hue poochne laga kya hua didi.Ispe woh boli eno please kuch mat. She would hold me up by the neck, shake me around! I was just a ragdoll in a brutes hands!"Look at you? Weak! Useless! So pathetic and a waste! I have no idea why I bother?!" Then I would spend hours begging and tell her that I would do anything to be with her. Hanna would turn and walk away. I followed her like a good pet. In three months I was nothing, just a thing for Hanna and her girlfriends.Hanna woke at 5am every morning, the first thing she did was slap my face to wake me! "Up!" From my. "I skimmed the paper saying I wouldn't talk about it to anyone in a hundred different ways, even down to write about it in my personal diary. Under penalty of several sections of military code were listed that could get me jailed in a military prison, she smiled at me and I grabbed the pen she offered me and scrawled a jerky left-handed signature and date that looked like I was a six year old learning to write."Good," she said collecting and examining my signed form. "Now this one, here and. ”He returned and sat on the couch. He told me “I’d like to see your cheer”I replied “what”He said “you know, give me a…”I stood there facing him and started to mimic the cheer leadesr I’ve seen in high school. I started “Give me a J, give me a O, give me a” when Mr. Robinson cut me off “wait, wait. Spell cock.”I started again “give me a C, give me a O, give me a C, Give me a K, what’s that spell? Cock!”Just as I finished Mr. Robinson pulled his phone from his robe and snapped a picture. His.