Crawl towards me a bit," I said,watching as Katchen fearfully obeyed, crawling towards me. I cut a length offencing wire and looped it round her neck,...and fastened her to a shelf aboveher head. She was tethered like a dog. God it was hot. There she was: naked,on her knees in a damp, grotty shed, having just sucked my dick until it hadexploded down her throat, looking completely helpless and vulnerable. I walkedbehind her. Her ass had always been her best feature. That perfect, heart-shapedass. She was facing the bed and I was on her facing the bed as well.I sneaked my hands under her and pressed her boobs with my both hands. She was still resisting. I started biting near ears and on the neck. Kirti bhabhi was screaming and asking again and again to leave her. I was in no control then.I got up and tore her shirt and the skirt. Bhabhi was in her undergarments now. She was looking so beautiful in the pink bra and panty and was crawling on the bed. I removed all my clothes quickly and. (No joke there.)If you're a Administrative Sergeant, you know you have it made when the Major has to make coffee for you, because the General wants you to make sure the paperwork is right. (There's a true story behind that one.)Variant: A Colonel can be fired by a Corporal, if the General says so. (There's a true story behind that one too.)Setting a booby-trap in retreat is a sure bet that you'll have to try to disarm it during the counter-attack so your own men don't set it off.The fastest way. Jamie didn't really need taking care of, and Chris certainly wasn'tinclined to do it. He liked Jamie well enough, but sometimes he got thefeeling that Jamie was interested in more. "Wake up, Jamie. Come on,dude. It's three in the morning."Jamie was laying on his arms, face to one side. His hair was longerthan he had remembered. Longer it had seemed only hours ago, in fact.He really did look different too. His face, even pressed into the crookof one elbow, appeared softer in feature, more.