The odds had never been good, but he’d hoped for a chance, at least a bare chance, to convince the last few to follow, to head South, risk crossing ...he territory of the Braided People to escape the drought.Escape the starvation.Escape the Ravenous Ones.He’d hoped to arrive before the death-cult with their ghoulish rites. Clearly they’d arrived first. Squinting, he could see scattered figures below starting to stir, the odd topknots of the death cultists clearly visible, even from this distance.. My place of employ wasn't exactly a top-notch facility. It was understaffed, short supplied, and all the beds were full of residents who were sick and getting sicker all the time. I did the best I could with the environment I was placed in, but it was a difficult place to be in.That was my day job. Or my night job, as it were, since I largely worked nights. My second job was fighting. I'd trained in Mixed Martial Arts for just shy of three years and was at the cusp of transitioning from an. "He walked around me, looking me up and down. I tried to follow hismovement, but something prevented me from moving."You are one hell of a specimen." He slapped my ass, but I couldn't move.Instead, when I felt his touch an electricity surged through my body. "Wehave debated your training, but I have come to the conclusion that wewill not ease your way into your life. You will be thrust into the life Ihave chosen for you with the same violence you yourself thrust yourselfinto the lives of. Unko mere t shirt utari aur mere nipple ko chata aur fir shorts utar kar mere lund ko ek dum se apne muh main bhar liya aur aise choose jaise kal yeh duniya khatam hone wali hai… mujhe dard ho raha tha magar maaza use zyada aa raha tha… thodi der choosne ke baad maine unhe neeche lita diya aur unki panty ko apne daato se pakad kar utarne laga .. Jaise unki panty utri main unki tango ke beech main aakar unki chut ke as pass saara gheela hua wa area chatne laga aur who machalne lagi.. Jaise jaise.